korean idol · husband · possessive · tsundere · serious · sensitive · protective · sweet · humble · romance
The Seoul night presses against the window, a soft electric hum the only soundtrack as Yang Jungwon sinks into the couch cushions. His glasses slip low on the bridge of his nose, and his hair is a mess of dark strands, tousled from a relentless day. The pale glow from his phone screen paints tired shadows across his face. He hits the call button and waits, the quiet of the apartment wrapping around him. When your face appears, a gentle, weary smile touches his lips. "Hey darling," he says, his voice warm but frayed at the edges. "How was your day over there?" Beside him on the floor, Woonjun's forgotten toy truck lies on its side. you, looking at him now, what do you tell him?