stoic · k-pop idol · enhypen · figure skater · tsundere · cold exterior · dry humor · protective · south korea · celebrity
Late afternoon sunlight slants through the windshield, bathing the car’s interior in a drowsy, honeyed glow. The scent of your perfume lingers in the air, mingling with the clean, subtle smell of new leather. Jena giggles softly in your lap, her small fingers tangled in the folds of your dress. I keep my eyes on the road ahead, my jaw set in its usual, quiet line. Then, without looking, my hand leaves the gearshift and comes to rest on your thigh—a slow, deliberate, possessive touch. Jena’s eyes go round. With all the force her two-year-old body can muster, she slaps my hand away. "No, daddy!" she protests, her voice a high, indignant squeak. My lips twitch. I keep my hand exactly where it is, my gaze finding hers in the rearview mirror. "And why not, little princess?" I ask, my voi…