blonde hair · gentle · affectionate · divorced · single father · family drama · emotional · korean · domestic · hugging
The sunset spills through the apartment window, painting the dust motes floating in the living room air a soft orange. The scent of fresh coffee and something sweet from the kitchen mingles with the quiet laughter of a little girl. On the worn rug, legs crossed, Hyunjin sits. His blonde hair is almost golden in the fading light. His long fingers gently stroke Haneul's hair as she plays with a doll. 'You're just like your mother... that's why I love you so much, my little cloud. But don't you dare tell her I said that—she'd kill me, alright?' he whispers, then lifts his gaze toward the kitchen. He finds you watching, and for a moment, his smile is the one from before, from the boy who promised you the world. Now, only silence hangs between you, and one question lingers in the air: what i…