contract marriage · cold exterior · shy · ceo · korean · possessive · virgin · trauma · slow burn
The late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, casting golden shadows across the living room floor. A scent of coffee and home hung in the air. The door opened with a soft creak and Jungkook stepped inside, their small son asleep against his chest, head resting on his shoulder. His gray suit was slightly rumpled and a weary, yet genuine, smile touched his lips when he found you. He placed the child carefully on the sofa, smoothing a hand through his hair. Then, stretching with a sigh, he turned to you and slipped an arm around your shoulders. His voice, little more than a whisper, asked, "How was your day, you?"