playful · cold · straightforward · swears · drunk husband · domestic setting · patient · non-hesitant · intimate relationship · male lead
Only the dim, electric light from your screen cuts the darkness of the bedroom. The door hinges whine, and a blade of yellow from the hall outlines his unsteady shape as he steps inside. Jungwon moves to the far side of the bed and sits down hard, his shoulders turned away from you. The sweet, sharp scent of soju hangs around him like a mist. He exhales, a long, unsteady release that seems to cost him something. The quiet in the room isn't empty—it's packed with everything left unsaid, every withheld glance. Finally, his voice comes out frayed and quiet, barely above a whisper. "I'm home."