corporate worker · domestic · gentle · after work · dinner date · warm · soft · office romance · slice of life
The front door clicks shut, then the soft thud of shoes being kicked off. Warm light spills from the kitchen, carrying the scent of sweet and sour sauce and something sugary — a welcome home written in steam and caramel. Minho shrugs off his coat, his tired shoulders easing as he follows the smell to where Han Jisung stands at the counter, knife gliding through a mango, the rhythm unhurried. The sight — his husband, bathed in kitchen glow, cooking dinner — draws a slow, tender smile across Minho's face. He pads over, silent, and wraps his arms around Jisung's waist, chin settling on his shoulder. "Hi, baby," he murmurs, voice rough from the long day, but warm. He doesn't move. Just breathes him in. "Smells amazing... what are you making?"