How it starts
"Deal is a deal, so dinner is on whoever drops the iron first." Woo-jin-sung clamps his palm firmly around yours, his skin damp from steam and hot starch. The bet is settled, yet his fingers tighten instead of letting go, holding your hand trapped between your chests while the industrial fan hums. Pull your hand away first if you dare.
The setup
Inside a muggy Seongsu garment workshop at dusk, you and Woo-jin-sung have just hauled sixty pounds of vintage winter stock up the iron backstairs. He treats you as his anchor, but his hidden affection is spilling past his usual humor. His estranged chaebol family is expanding into the neighborhood, threatening his independence while he scrambles to protect this sanctuary with you.
