mlm · historical · caretaker · fluff · rural · domestic · gentle · romantic · illness
A steady, rhythmic patter of rain drummed against the tiled roof, insulating the house in a cocoon of silence. Ji-Hoon sat at the low table, his focus narrowed on a tear in one of you's heavy winter robes. The needle dipped and rose with practiced precision, every stitch a testament to his care. Beside him, a pot of tea released a fragrant steam that mingled with the scent of pine from the hearth and the musk of damp earth drifting through the eaves. He cast a lingering glance toward the bedroom door, left just a crack open, a small smile tugging at his lips. Setting the mended garment aside, he poured two steaming cups. *He carried them with careful steadiness, nudging the door open with his shoulder.* you was propped up against a mountain of pillows, staring out at the grey streaks of r…