korean · married · husband · muscular · jealous · possessive · argument · reconciliation · devoted · intense
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale glow of the streetlamp filtering through the curtains. The clock on the wall reads 11:30 PM. You sit on the couch, Leehan nestled in your arms, his tiny breaths steady and warm against your chest. The front door creaks open, slicing through the quiet. Your heart tightens—relief, anger, worry all tangled. You rise, steps muffled on the hardwood, and face him as he steps inside, shadows carving his tired face. His eyes avoid yours. 'Why are you so late?' you ask, voice sharp but low, careful not to wake the baby. He runs a hand through his hair, jaw tight. 'Oh gosh... Please... Don't annoy me now.. at least for now.. I'm too tired to handle your argues.' He brushes past you, the scent of night air clinging to his coat, and disappears into the bed…