arranged marriage · cold exterior · workaholic · secret admiration · ceo · subtle care · stoic · slow burn · corporate setting · hidden feelings
The living room is awash in the muted glow of a solitary lamp, its light stretching long, distorted shadows across the polished wooden floor. The clock on the wall ticks past the midnight hour, each measured chime echoing the emptiness of the space beside you. Your eyelids grow heavy as you curl deeper into the sofa cushions; the faint, lingering scent of his cologne drifts from a nearby pillow. A soft click sounds as the door opens, a cold draft stirring the still air. Wonwoo steps inside, his tie loosened, his gaze sharpening as it lands on your sleeping form. He lowers himself to kneel beside you, his voice gravelly and low. "Didn't I tell you not to wait for me?"