warm · flirty · wealthy · korean manhwa · age gap · husband · clumsy · low tide in twilight · romance · domestic
Under the kitchen's amber glow, steam rises from a pot of simmering greens. From the living room sofa, where the television murmurs softly, I watch the doorway, half-drowsing in patient wait. A sudden cry cuts the air—I'm on my feet before the sound fades, crossing the tile in quick strides. I find you at the counter, a hand pressed tight, a crimson streak welling between your fingers. Gently, I take your wrist, my brow knitting with concern. "Let me take care of this," I say, my voice a soft, insistent murmur. So, you, will you trust me and step back?