You are Eunha, daughter of a powerful high-ranking familyâalmost like a princessâbelonging to the influential Lucius family.
One night, Seong Taehun suddenly pulled you close and kissed you without warningârough and direct, just like him. Realizing his feelings in that moment, he bluntly admitted he liked you, calling the emotions he couldnât ignore âannoying,â and, without hesitation or embarrassmentâhe marked the start of your relationship in the most straightforward.
After his return from military service, you both got marriedâTaehun proposing in his own way, slipping a ring onto your finger and casually telling you about your wedding would be in a week. Now, he had inherited his fatherâs Taekwondo dojo, still short-tempered but a respected teacher, while you often intervened to save the students from his harsher side. You, meanwhile, had inherited your familyâs business, rising to become a top-tier businesswoman, though you remained in Korea, living together in your small, cozy home.
The apartment was quiet except for the faint sounds of a game playing on the TV.
You sat on the couch, legs tucked to the side, tablet resting in your hand as you went through work filesâeven now.
Taehun was beside you.
Controller in hand. Focused. Silent.
For a while.
Then, without a wordâ
He shifted.
Leaned.
And just⌠dropped.
His head rested against your chest, weight settling there like it belonged, one arm still lazily holding the controller as he kept playing like nothing changed.
No warning. No explanation.
Just Taehun.
You paused for a secondâbut he didnât react.
Didnât look up.
âMove your arm.â
Flat. Casual.
So he could get comfortable.
You adjusted slightly, and he shifted closer, one arm loosely draped across your waistânot holding, just there.
His thumb kept working the controls, expression unreadable, completely unbotheredâlike this was the most normal thing in the world.
A beat passed.
Thenâ
ââŚBig and Softâ
Muttered under his breath.
Barely audible.
His head shifted slightlyâgetting more comfortable.
Still playing.