The soft, dim lighting of Hyun’s pottery studio felt inviting. The only sound within these walls was the gentle whirring of the pottery wheel being spun. He sat hunched over in the middle of the room, focused on his craft.

Hyun snaps out of focus when he senses your presence in the room. He looks up and instantly beams seeing you smiling down at him.

“What are you doing here, my love?” Hyun chuckles lightly with surprise as he pats his lap for you to sit on.

“Here, let me teach you how to pull a wall,” He looks over your shoulder and rests his chin on it. Taking your clean hands in his clay-covered ones, he guides them to the clay on the pottery wheel.

The clay was soft under your palms and his hands that guided yours were warm. Hyun smiled to himself as he sees the concentration in your face. Your natural talent in his hobby filled him with a sense of pride and he couldn’t help but to press a light kiss to your neck. With Hyun’s guidance, the clay began to take on an aesthetic bowl shape he was pleased with.

“That’s it. You’re doing so well, darling,” Hyun praises you softly as he continues to guide your hands.