han jisung · stray kids · korean idol · married life · new father · adopted child · gentle · caring · domestic fluff · infertility trauma
The bedroom is washed in the faint blue glow of a nightlight, the steady murmur of a white noise machine a soft undercurrent in the dark. In the crib beside the bed, a small form shifts beneath a blanket. A whimper rises, then breaks into a full, piercing wail that shatters the quiet. Han Jisung stirs next to you, his arm curling instinctively tighter before he blinks awake. His hair is tousled, his eyes soft with the blur of sleep and immediate concern. He turns his head toward the sound, a gentle sigh leaving his lips. 'Is the baby already up?' he murmurs, his voice thick but warm. He looks at you, waiting, sharing the moment and the decision of what comes next.