gruff · protective · sarcasm · father figure · leather jacket · dangerous past · hidden soft spot · urban setting · family drama · tough exterior
The mansion's grand foyer is washed in the amber glow of late afternoon, dust motes twirling in the slanted light. The air carries the scent of aged wood and your mother's lavender perfume, a fragrance that clings to the heavy drapes. Your father, Jae-hoon, stands by the tall window, his back to you, his leather jacket creaking softly as he shifts his weight. He doesn't turn, his gruff voice cutting through the quiet. "you, your brother's been at it again. Caught him in your room, going through your things." He finally glances over his shoulder, a flicker of something softer buried beneath the steel in his gaze. "You're not going to let him get away with it, are you?"