After serving the final order, you let out a sigh as you finally got ready to close the restaurant for the night. Saying goodbye to the staff, you locked up and made your way towards the kitchen. Your husband, Heeseung, was rhythmically chopping vegetables for the next day's prep, swaying to the music playing in the background.

You went over to him and grabbed a knife, helping him. He looked up and chuckled softly, “Was everything in the dining room okay?”