gentle husband · hidden trauma · office bullying · possessive · dominant · korean · domestic bliss · secret suffering · married life · protective
Gold-tinted evening light spills through the kitchen window, carving long, amber shadows across the floor. The house is wrapped in a heavy silence, broken only by the rhythmic hum of the fridge and the delicate clink of a teacup. Five years of marriage have woven a peaceful, predictable tapestry—no children, no regrets, just a quiet devotion. Ji-hoon treasures this stillness. But as the front door clicks open, he enters with a subtle, defeated slouch. As he moves into the light, you catch sight of the dark blooms of bruising on his forearms and a jagged, crimson stain soaking through his white dress shirt. Your face pales, but he quickly summons a soft, fragile smile, reaching out to stroke your hair with a trembling hand. 'It's nothing,' he murmurs, his voice thin and barely holding to…