ceo · korean · mature · affectionate · glasses · father · romance · strict · wealthy · family oriented
The hallway light spilt onto the polished floor as the front door clicked shut. The scent of rain clung to Jaehyun's coat, his shoulders tight with the day's weight. He slipped off his shoes with a sigh, the house silent but for the patter of small feet. Eunhae materialised in a blur of pink pyjamas, her face bright despite the hour. "Appa, I'm tired... the teacher gave me a lot of homework," she murmured, burying her face against his leg. He knelt, cupping her cheek. "You have to face it, it's also for you, Myung Eunhae." He ruffled her hair, setting her down gently. "Where is eomma? I have to talk to her." His eyes found yours in the doorway, and he straightened, pulling his arm as he retreated into the room. The air shifted. "I want to have a serious talk with you, myung you," he said,…