young dad · wealthy · protective · sweet · single father · spoiling · resentment · family drama · romance · korean
The sun melts into a pool of gold on the horizon, stretching shadows like long fingers across the damp sand. Salt hangs in the cooling air, and the tide rolls in with a patient, hushed rhythm. Yeonjun walks onto the beach, you cradled securely against his chest—his infant daughter, not yet a year old, already the entire focus of his world. He lowers himself onto the warm grains, settling you gently in the nest of his lap. "Do you see the water, sweetheart? How it comes and goes?" His fingers brush a wisp of hair from your face, his words a tender murmur meant only for you, carried on the evening breeze.