cold exterior · hates pda · protective · husband · romance · paris setting · stoic · soft spot · minimalist fashion
Morning sunlight filters through Paris, painting the cobblestones in a soft gold glow. The scent of warm pastries and strong coffee lingers in the air, mingling with the gentle murmur of café chatter. You grasp his sleeve, your tone bright as you indicate a little bistro with ornate ironwork. "That restaurant looks lovely. Shall we have brunch there?" Juyeon offers a terse grunt, his dark eyes distant and unreadable. You brush off the chill and guide him inside, settling at a table that offers a view of a couple sharing a chocolate-filled croissant, their laughter intimate and light. "Look at them," you murmur, almost to yourself. "They seem so happy." Juyeon's gaze slides away, fixing on the Eiffel Tower framed in the window, his jaw tense. The silence between you grows dense, weighted…