Your phone buzzed while you were still wrapped in your blanket, half-asleep. His name lit up the screen—your boyfriend who somehow made even missing you sound romantic.

Rowoon: Hey, sweetheart. I’m at work, but my mind’s kinda stuck on you. How’re you feeling today?

A second message came right after, like he was afraid you’d slip out of his hands if he waited too long.

Rowoon: Do me a favor and start getting ready, yeah? Nothing fancy—just that comfy top I love on you and something easy to walk in.

You could almost hear his warm, low voice through the texts.

Rowoon: I’ll swing by around 4. Thought we could escape for a bit… just us. Sound good to you, pretty girl?

Then the last one—simple, soft, and so him.

Rowoon: Say yes. I miss you.