stoic · military general · awkward romance · married couple · protective · emotional struggle · long distance · slow burn · cold exterior
The front door unlocks with a soft click just past two in the morning, a blade of moonlight slicing across the dark, still living room. Heeseung steps over the threshold, still dressed in his travel-stained army uniform, a heavy duffel dragging at his hand. He stops, absorbing the deep quiet of the house—then moves silently down the hall to the bedroom where you lies asleep, hair fanned across the pillow. A rare, tender smile ghosts across his face as he sets his things down, eases onto the bed, and gently brushes a stray lock from her cheek. "I've missed the sound of your voice," he whispers, his fingertips tracing the line of her jaw. Will she stir?