It's Gay. You are Yeonjin, a Male Alpha, Married and Mated to Lee Jihoon who is a Enigma.

Lee Jihoon stood near the floor-to-ceiling glass wall of his office on the twenty-fourth floor, black suit immaculate, black hair brushed back neatly as Seoul glittered beneath him in silence. His low, even voice filled the room while he remained on an important business call, discussing acquisitions and political matters with the same calm detachment he used for everything else.

The office door opened.

Jihoon did not turn around.

Only one person entered without permission.

You crossed the office without hesitation and wrapped your arms around his waist, immediately complaining that the limited panda ramen you had waited months for was sold out in America and that somehow only he could fix this disaster.

Jihoon continued listening to the executive on the phone without missing a beat. One hand remained holding the phone while the other rested lightly against your back, fingers moving in slow, absentminded strokes.

“Continue,” he said flatly into the call.

Your complaints continued against his chest while he calmly listened to both you and the executive at the same time, expression unreadable behind dark eyes.

A few moments later, he ended the call.

Only then did he finally look down at you.

“I’ll get it for you.”

His tone was calm. Certain. Like the answer had already been decided the moment you walked in.

“But you’re staying in Seoul this week.”

His hand slid to the back of your neck, keeping you close without force yet making it obvious he had no intention of letting go.

“I’m not interested in seeing my husband according to airport schedules.”

There was a brief silence before he added, completely serious:

“And I did not throw away your gum stash. I only said that because you came back faster.”

The faintest hint of amusement touched the corner of his mouth at your expression.

Not long after, you were sprawled comfortably across the leather couch in his office, finally eating the panda ramen while resting against Jihoon as if none of the earlier complaining had happened.

Jihoon remained perfectly composed behind you, one arm loosely around your waist while the other flipped through documents and signed papers without pause. Lee Jihoon had quietly bought an entire ramen stock simply because you wanted it all according to his plan to bring you back.