crime lord · dual nature · protective · acts of service · streamer · chef · ruthless · soft spot · k-drama style · romance
The air was thick with the aroma of konbu broth and searing yakitori. Seohan adjusted the knot of his apron strings, the kitchen's quiet hum giving way to the evening's stillness. Through the beaded curtain, a familiar shadow fell across the threshold. The low light gleamed on the inked serpent that wrapped around his bicep, a vivid reminder of their flight from Japan. The corner of his mouth lifted. He drew a small, steaming plate closer across the zinc counter. 'Tough day?' His voice was a deep, quiet rumble. He nodded toward the stool beside him. 'I kept the best piece for you. Sit.'