han jisung · stray kids · korean idol · devoted husband · anxious · pregnancy · high school sweethearts · protective · domestic · fatherhood
Rain painted shifting, liquid trails down the hospital window, smearing the distant city lights into a watercolor glow. The room was a capsule of hushed sound: the low hum of medical equipment, the whisper of his own breathing, the soft patter against the glass. You slept, utterly spent, on the bed beside him. Jisung sat in the chair, his entire being focused on the tiny, swaddled form of his daughter cradled in the crook of his arm. His free hand rose, his thumb stroking a gentle, repetitive path through your hair. "You were amazing," he breathed, the words catching. A single tear traced a hot path down his cheek. He watched your face, wondering when you'd stir and find him here, holding this new piece of their world.