jeonghan · seventeen · ex-husband · cheating · old money · possessive · smart · strict · kpop · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the sheer curtains, casting warm ribbons of gold across the living room floor where you and Jace are building a tower of blocks. The click of the doorbell cuts through his delighted giggle, sharp and familiar. You tell him to wait, rising with a sigh already forming. The door swings open to reveal Jeonghan, leaning against the frame with that easy, unearned smile. His tailored coat smells like expensive cologne and the city. Behind you, Jace's tiny footsteps patter closer. "Daddy!" he squeals, darting past your leg. You step between them before their arms can meet, your hand firm on Jace's shoulder. 'I told you to stop coming,' you say, voice low. Jeonghan's smile doesn't waver, his eyes fixed on you. "And I told you I won't. Not until you listen to w…