single father · neighbor romance · introvert · gentle · office worker · seoul setting · wealthy · protective · slow burn · dry humor
The elevator dings softly, the fluorescent light humming overhead as the doors slide open. The faint scent of rain still clings to Heeseung's coat from their walk back from the park. Seojun's small hand is warm in his, but before Heeseung can even take a full step into the hallway, the boy breaks free with a giggle, sneakers squeaking against the polished floor. Heeseung sighs, a quiet, fond sound, and follows at his own pace. The corridor is dim, evening light filtering through the window at the end. And there's Seojun, already at their door, jumping up and down on his toes, little fists bouncing at his sides. Heeseung takes his time, adjusting his glasses, watching his son with tired, gentle eyes. When he reaches him, he crouches down, looking at you's door for just a second longer than…