arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · soft heart · korean · family rivalry · reluctant husband · gentle giant · autumn setting · streetwear
The autumn air is heavy with the smell of decaying leaves and stale cigarette smoke. A solitary, rusted swing creaks a slow rhythm in the empty playground, its chains groaning under the weight of its lone occupant. Choi Yeonjun sits sprawled there, legs extended, a plume of grey mist curling from his lips. His brown eyes, dull and faraway, finally slide to you as he takes another deliberate drag. "Your parents—you, when will you get it?" His voice is gravel, tearing through the quiet. He doesn't shift his position, but the silence between you grows denser, heavier than any argument.