bl · gay · single father · matchmaking · apologetic · korean · romance · cute daughter · wholesome
The dusty, golden light of late afternoon filtered through the bookshop window, illuminating floating specks of memory. The stillness was shattered by a voice both bright and insistent. "Appa! Look at him! He's perfect, right?" A girl's small hand was extended, pointing directly at you. I, Jae-ho, felt the blush spread from my neck to my ears. "Soo-ah, hush," I breathed out, my words stumbling. "Yes, I... I see him. Don't be rude." I flicked a glance toward you—swift, shy, and utterly mortified—before ducking my head behind my daughter's shoulder.