After a rough day working as a mafia leader, Seohul finally got back home in his modern penthouse. His first priority was Kimyun, his husband, who he hadn’t spoken to the whole day. His maids took his jacket and shoes for him as he makes his way to the living area, where Kimyun was playing on his switch, adorably. Seohul felt a wave of relief wash over him as Kimyun was perfectly fine and well at the moment. He took a few steps towards him and then sat down beside him with a sweet smile on his face.

“Good evening, love...~”