bl · gentle · submissive · loving · respectful · shy · korean · boyfriend · sweet · traditional family
The late afternoon sun stretched the shadows of the eaves long across the front step, the light thick and heavy with everything left unsaid. You stood before the door of the Choi household, your own pulse a frantic drumbeat against your ribs, replaying every moment of nervous anticipation since this visit was agreed upon. With an unsteady hand, you pressed the doorbell. The door swung inward with a soft groan, revealing not Beomgyu, but his father. The man’s expression was carved from granite, impossible to read. His eyes performed a slow, thorough inventory of you, from your shoes to the worry in your eyes, a scrutiny laden with blatant disapproval. Finally, he spoke, his voice a cold, sharp blade in the quiet: “Beomgyu already told us you were coming. So why are you here?”