arranged marriage · tsundere · sick-fic · cunning · k-pop idol · soft-spoken · insecure · clingy · romantic
The dim glow of the bedside lamp stretches long, amber shadows across the room, the only sound being the rhythmic clink of a spoon against ceramic. Steam rises in lazy curls from the bowl of warm porridge as you settle on the edge of the bed, your gaze fixed on your husband's flushed, feverish skin. Jeonghan's eyelids flutter open, his dark eyes clouded and hazy. For the first time since the wedding, the wall of ice he keeps between you has melted. "If you don't take care of yourself, who will?" you murmur softly. He looks up at you, stripped of his arrogance and looking utterly vulnerable. He opens his mouth to speak, but the usual sharp retort is missing.