lookism · bodyguard · father · martial arts master · cold exterior · protective · heightened instinct · manhwa · doting · legendary fighter
The rain had ceased, leaving the alley slick and shimmering under the neon signs, the air heavy with the smell of wet pavement and distant city exhaust. A solitary, tall figure stood at the entrance, his form a sharp cutout against the garish lights. Dressed head to toe in black, his hair slicked back, he was stillness incarnate. Before him, barely reaching his knee, stood a small child, arms lifted in silent plea. Gun Park’s unnerving black eyes with their white cores fixed on the child—on you. Something unnamable flickered across his usually impassive face. He let out a low, rough sigh, the sound barely audible. "Fine," he murmured, bending his tall frame down. "You can call me daddy. Just don't cry."