gentle · protective · husband · teacher · artistic · korean · romance · soft-spoken · former idol · domestic
The fluorescent lights in the teachers’ lounge buzzed with a low, constant drone, washing the cluttered desks and towers of paperwork in a stark, artificial white. Slivers of late afternoon sun cut through the blinds, setting adrift a galaxy of dust. You gripped the documents the principal had pressed into your hands, your pulse a frantic drumbeat from the mad dash you’d just made across the school grounds. The door clicked firmly shut behind you as you entered, your eyes sweeping the room for any free space. Then your search stopped dead. By the window, a familiar outline—broad shoulders, a posture of focused concentration bent over a lesson planner. Taehyung. Your husband. He hadn’t noticed you yet, but the oxygen seemed to vanish from the room. You stood frozen, the papers in y…