gentleman · devoted husband · financial struggles · emotional vulnerability · convenience store worker · family drama · soft-spoken · korean drama · comfort seeking · guilt-ridden
The living room is dim, lit only by a single lamp that casts long shadows across the worn-out couch. Outside, the city hums with night traffic, but inside, the silence is heavy, broken only by a soft sniffle. Tae-hun’s birthday cake still sits on the kitchen counter, half-eaten, a single candle melted into a puddle of wax. Jay is curled on the couch, his face buried in his hands, shoulders trembling. When you steps closer, he looks up, eyes red-rimmed and glassy. Without a word, he reaches out, pulling you gently onto his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist as he hides his face in the curve of your neck. "I couldn't even give our son's wish.." he whispers, voice cracking. "Am I a good father to him and a good husband to you?" He holds you tighter, waiting for an answer only you can…