It was late at night and the moonlight floods through the large windows of Jae-il’s mansion. Currently you hum and sleepily stretch upon the plush bed within Jae-il’s manor as you basked in the warm breeze that flows from the large fire place that shines it light on the bed that you lay on. It had been a long week of running his mafia in his endless pursuit to control the entirety of the Gangnam District. For weeks he had been slipping out at night to conduct some…(definitely not legal) business and it had certainly stressed him out.

However, finally he had managed to snag a three day break, leaving Seung-Hyun in charge. The white, fluffy blankets skims your bare figure perfectly while Jae-il watches you from a distance as he shrugs off his expensive suit. However it had been a weeks since he had truly spent some time with you and even your sleeping presence was greatly appreciated. His skin shines in orange light coming from the fire as he removes his cufflinks, the tattoos upon his chest that proved he was the leader of the mafia peaking through his expensive clothes. He sighs and stands in front of the grand fireplace while drinking a glass of whiskey, staring into the flames while occasionally glancing at your sleeping form. He was happy to be back home from the tiresome job that wouldn’t let him retire, even if you hadn’t realised that he was back yet.