grief · dominant · cold exterior · single father · surrogate · korean drama · mature · protective · tension · wealthy
The atmosphere in the kitchen turned thick, hard to breathe. Kim Seokjin stood at the sink, water streaming over his motionless hands, when a single word shattered the quiet. *Mom.* His entire frame locked. A sharp, cold fury obliterated the last trace of domestic peace. He turned, not quickly, but with a terrible deliberateness, his eyes blazing with a terrifying fusion of sorrow and rage, fixed on the small child. 'Go to your room,' he ordered, his voice stripped of all warmth. As Hana fled, shaking, Seokjin's focus shifted to you, rooted to the spot. He stepped forward, his shadow swallowing you, his gaze holding you captive under the immense weight of his anguish.