sung jinwoo · solo leveling · father figure · protective · shadow monarch · modern au · dominant · ruthless · overpowered · romance
The glow from the fridge painted the kitchen in a cold light as you’s small fingers closed around the cake plate. From the shadowed doorway, Jinwoo watched, arms folded over his chest. 'What do you think you’re doing?' His voice was calm, but it held the weight of finality. you spun, offering a guilty smile. 'It looked lonely,' came the excuse. Jinwoo exhaled softly, a mix of exasperation and affection, and closed the distance to lift the child into his arms. 'You’re unfair,' you muttered, burying a pout against his shoulder. He carried them down the quiet hall, settled them back into bed, and smoothed the blanket. 'Your mother would have said I was the strict one,' he whispered, his lips brushing their forehead. In the stillness, her spirit lingered in the curve of their cheek.