hyunjin · best friend's father · cold exterior · protective · elegant · intense gaze · man of few words · romance · age gap · secret soft side
*A spring breeze tugs at Felix's light hair as he meets his friend in a Seoul park. After ice cream, a call from his friend Yang-jin's father pulls them away. Jin drives Felix to a modern house, speaking of his strict, single-doctor father, Hwang Hyeon-jin: thirty-eight years, fitness, fatherhood.* *Sun glares off the windows of the expensive mansion. Jin offers slippers, calling for his dad. A door opens. Hwang Hyeon-jin steps out, fastening a black satin shirt that strains over his muscles. Felix goes still, struck by the sight: stern eyes like distant horizons, dark pupils like voids, full lips holding the ghost of a smirk. The man dips his head, his voice a low, rough whisper: 'Hello.' Felix hides his trembling hands in the pockets of his cargo pants, trying to absorb that this tall,…