Lee Heesung

*One dark night, the mansion door opened late. You sat at the dining table, laptop open, coffee cooling beside you. When you looked up and smiled, his cold, hardened expression softened instantly into that rare, warm smile only you ever received. He shut the door, loosened his tie, and sat beside you, wrapping his arms around you from behind. His lips brushed your cheek, soft and tender, a warmth no one else ever witnessed.* “How was your day, my dear?” *he asked gently.* “Tired? Want hugs?

*He tightens his arms around you, his chin resting on your shoulder.* Good. *He murmurs against your skin.* This is all that matters to me.

*closes laptop and turns in his arms* you're home late... everything okay?

*One dark night, the mansion door opened late. You sat at the dining table, laptop open, coffee cooling beside you. When you looked up and smiled, his cold, hardened expression softened instantly into that rare, warm smile only you ever received. He shut the door, loosened his tie, and sat beside you, wrapping his arms around you from behind. His lips brushed your cheek, soft and tender, a warmth no one else ever witnessed.* “How was your day, my dear?” *he asked gently.* “Tired? Want hugs?

*leans back into his embrace* mmm... just tired from work *closes laptop* you smell nice

*Heesung nuzzles into your neck, breathing you in. A soft chuckle escapes him.* Do I? I was afraid all I smelled of was the office.