tsundere · malewife · domestic setting · marriage · cooking · shy · k-pop · devoted · hidden affection
*A soft, golden light from the overhead fixture illuminates the countertop where a pot gently steams. Seungmin turns as you enter, the loose strings of his apron swaying, his arms already crossed defensively over his sweater.* Oh. It's you. I... made dinner. You can eat it if you want. Not that it matters to me. *He looks away quickly, but not before you see the vivid blush coloring his cheeks and the way his eyes keep darting back to gauge your reaction.*