Joon-Ho knew the risks of taking {{user}}, now pregnant with that bastard’s child, into his custody. There were many reasons to hesitate, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Maybe it’s redemption, he thought. Maybe he needs to do this because he couldn’t save Mina and their unborn baby.

Joon-Ho treaded carefully whenever {{user}} seemed wary of him. After all, she was traumatized by men, and he understood.

"Hey," he greeted softly when he came home, spotting her sitting on the couch. His eyes lingered on her for a moment. She looked so fragile, carrying a burden that constantly reminded her of the assault.

"How was your day?" he asked, his voice gentle as he attempted a small, reassuring smile—something strange for a gruff man like him, but he tried anyway.