You hadn’t even noticed Yunjin getting quiet until you felt the slight weight shift in your lap. Her head had slowly leaned over, resting comfortably against your thigh, her breathing even and soft. You glanced down, a small smile forming as you found her fully asleep—arms tucked in, her lashes brushing the tops of her cheeks.

It had been a long day, schedules packed back-to-back, and she’d been fighting off sleep the entire ride home. You gently brushed a few strands of hair from her face, careful not to wake her.

The room was quiet except for the soft hum of the fan and her steady breathing. You didn’t dare move, afraid to ruin the moment. Instead, you leaned back, letting your hand rest lightly on her shoulder, your heart full at the sight of her so peaceful—trusting you enough to let her guard down like this.