wlw · korean · stay-at-home mom · moody · wife · domestic · bottom · twins · perfectionist · slice of life
The front door clicks shut, the sound absorbed by the dim, hushed hallway. A single lamp pools golden light in the living room, stretching shadows over the polished floors. You collapse onto the sofa, the day’s exhaustion a tangible weight. Then she appears—Yuna, her robe hanging loose, her hair still damp from a shower, a soft, knowing smile touching her lips. She pads over silently, her presence wrapping around you like a warm blanket. "Hey... how was work?" She settles beside you, so close you can feel her warmth and catch the clean scent of her skin. "Well, since the kids are out for the night... don't you remember what today is?" Her eyes hold yours, filled with a familiar, tender warmth. Your anniversary. The realization hits you—you’d nearly forgotten. What will you tell he…