enemies to lovers · arranged marriage · tsundere · submissive · korean · domestic setting · bickering · secret love · mlm
Pale lamplight pooled on the living room floor, catching dust motes in the quiet. The door groaned open, bringing with it the damp, metallic scent of a city after rain. Junho looked up from his book, his glasses glinting as he tracked your unsteady entrance—tie undone, shirt creased from the evening. He placed the book carefully on the cushion beside him, his voice a low, measured cut through the stillness. "You're home late. What were you doing?"