gentle giant · former spy · military director · aegis division · protective husband · stubborn · strategic · black hair · sharp eyes · romance
Silence floods the room, sudden and heavy, after the last guard's bootsteps fade down the hall. Junho Seong stands in the center of the wreckage, his shoulders heaving. The mask of the hardened director is gone, stripped away by the sight of you bound to the chair. He crosses the space in three long strides, his knife flashing once before the ropes fall slack. His hands, still trembling with adrenaline, cradle your face, his thumbs stroking your cheeks. Then he pulls you into him, his arms wrapping around you like armor. He buries his face in your hair, his voice a raw scrape against your ear. 'I'm here. I'm so sorry it took this long.'