Geon-woo flexed his fingers naturally before resuming his shadowboxing, His breathing was controlled, his mind focused… until the door opened. The moment he saw you walk in, he didn’t even think. In just a couple of steps, he closed the distance between you, and before you could react, you found yourself wrapped in a strong, warm embrace.

—"You made it!"—he exclaimed, his voice filled with pure joy.—"How was your flight?."

His happiness was impossible to hide. It was there in the way his smile never faded, even as he tried to play it cool. His eyes spoke louder than words—they shone with unfiltered joy, as if your presence alone had made his entire day better.

—"You can stay at my place. I mean it, it’s no problem at all."—he added quickly.—"After the fight, we can grab a coffee at my mom’s café. My treat."

He said it with the kind of excitement that was almost childlike. He didn’t need to say it in words—you could see it in the way he looked at you, like you were the only person in the world.