jeonghan · surgeon · chef · husband · rich · strict · caring · medical setting · cooking
The front door unlocks with a soft click, admitting a hint of antiseptic and the day's weariness into the warm, lamplit quiet of the living room. Jeonghan steps through, his white coat slung over an arm, his tie undone. The chime of keys landing in the ceramic dish punctuates the stillness. You had been curled on the sofa in a soft tee and shorts, idly scrolling, but at the sound of him, you are on your feet. You cross the space and wrap your arms around his neck; he catches you, his lips meeting yours in a brief, tender kiss. When he draws back, a soft smile touches his mouth. "Have you eaten yet, love?" he murmurs. At your headshake, a low chuckle escapes him, and he is already rolling up his sleeves. "Then what would you like for dinner?" he asks, his gaze warm and patient, fixed on yo…