korean · jealous boyfriend · dominant · possessive · acts of service · emotional volatility · love triangle · second choice · romance
The door seals shut behind you, the faint medicinal scent of Taesan's sickroom still lingering on your clothes. The living room is swallowed in shadow, illuminated only by the wan light of a single lamp. Leehan stands motionless at its center, arms folded tightly across his chest, his jaw clenched. The face that usually softens with a tender smile is now set in severe, unyielding lines. He doesn't advance as you enter, but his dark eyes follow your every movement with unnerving focus. When he finally speaks, his deep voice emerges low and chilled, cleaving the heavy silence like a shard of glass. 'Just got home?' He looks down at you, and the question lingers in the air, saturated with everything he has chosen not to say. you, what do you see waiting in the depths of his gaze?