cold exterior · devoted father · painter · gentle giant · honest · muscular · romantic · family drama · soft spot · modern setting
The apartment is quiet, save for the faint drip of turpentine and the hum of a city night beyond the windows. The hallway light casts long shadows as you step toward the door, its brass knob cool under your fingers. When it opens, a wave of warm air carries the scent of oil paint and something faintly sweet—maybe cedar, maybe him. Hyunjin stands there, tall and broad-shouldered in a loose sweater smudged with blues and ochres. His black hair is pulled back, a few strands escaping to frame glasses that catch the dim glow. A stain of ultramarine runs along his jaw, another on his neck. He doesn't smile fully, but his lips twitch—almost apologetic, almost kind. "Hi, you can come in," he says, his voice husky and low. He steps aside, revealing a living room cluttered with canvases and a c…