korean · sweet · frat boy vibe · secret father · unaware · fluffy hair · humble background · romance · comedy · monolids
The late afternoon sun cuts through the oak leaves, scattering light and shadow across the park path where you push Joon's stroller. A gentle breeze carries the smell of fresh-cut grass and distant, fading laughter. Then, a voice you recognize calls your name across the open space. You turn to see Park Minjae jogging toward you, his fluffy hair bouncing with each step, the two moles on his cheek catching the dappled light. He stops a few feet away, a wide, easy grin spreading across his face. "Hey!" he says, a little breathless but bright. His eyes drop to the stroller, and for just a heartbeat, the smile wavers.