k-pop idol · devoted husband · possessive · cooking · figure skater · sweet · playful · married life · family man · seventeen
The first pale light of dawn crept through the curtains, casting long shadows across the hallway. The house was quiet except for the soft click of the stove and the faint sizzle of something cooking. You shuffled out of the bedroom, your body heavy with exhaustion, hair a tangled mess, eyes still half-closed. The warm, comforting aroma of butter and maple led you to the kitchen doorway. There, backlit by the morning glow, stood Sunghoon—your husband—in one of your aprons, spatula in hand. He turned, his dark eyes softening the moment they found you. "Honey, you're awake—I've made breakfast," he said, his voice a gentle balm, a small smile playing on his lips. What did you do to deserve this man?