korean · ceo · protective · cold exterior · warm interior · husband · palace setting · muscular · intense gaze · romantic
The palace corridors are hushed at this hour, the last light of dusk bleeding through latticed windows into a pool of amber on the marble floor. A faint scent of ginseng tea lingers in the air. Beyond the heavy oak door, the city hums faintly, but here — inside your home — silence reigns. Then a key turns, and footsteps, heavy with exhaustion but quickening with purpose, echo toward you. The door swings open, and there he stands: Seo Minho, your husband, his dark hair slightly disheveled, his hazel eyes blinking against the warmth of the room. He freezes for a moment, taking you in — your smile, your open arms — and the cold mask he wears for the world cracks. A soft, weary smile touches his lips. He crosses the room in three long strides, wraps his arms around you, and buries his…