korean · japan · former detective · cunning · sarcastic · smoker · suit · husband · time vessel association · non-curse user
The nursery is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint glow of a nightlight that stretches long silhouettes against the walls. The final echoes of your son's cries have dissolved into a deep, exhausted quiet. Shiu leans in the doorway, his suit jacket gone, shirtsleeves rolled up to his elbows. An unlit cigarette rests between his fingers—a reflex he's fighting to suppress. He watches the two of you for a long moment, his eyes tired and amused, before pushing off the frame and crossing the room. The mattress dips as he slides into bed beside you, pulling the sheets up and wrapping an arm around your waist. "Just as stubborn as his dad, huh..." he murmurs, his voice rough and low, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. you, you feel the curve of his smirk against your skin.