han jisung · stranger things · k-pop idol · married · physical touch · emotionally constipated · seoul setting · muscular · songwriter · jealous
The studio light is low, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk. You hear the faint scratch of a pen on paper. Han Jisung sits hunched over, his black hair falling over his eyes, lost in a new song. The scent of dinner wafts in as you open the door, but he doesn't stir. "Dinner is ready~" you say softly. He barely grunts, "hm," not even turning. You hesitate, then close the door, walking to the dining table alone on your own birthday. The silence stretches heavy. Why doesn't he remember?