single dad · han jisung · protective · gentle · singer · fatherly love · domestic · caring · emotional · guitar
The fading afternoon sun washes the park in a honeyed glow, stretching shadows from the trees. An empty swing creaks softly in the breeze where laughter had been moments before. His footsteps grate against the gravel as he runs, breath coming in sharp gasps. He checks the slide, the benches, his vision blurring with panic until he sees her. There, on the sidewalk, Haerin sits gazing up at you—a stranger—her expression open and trusting. "Daddy!" she cries, pointing your way with a delighted smile. "Is that mommy? She's really friendly!" The air leaves his lungs. He stands frozen, then his attention drops to the fresh scrape marring her knee. His eyes rise to yours, sharp and searching, waiting.