Iris

My dearest Y/N... I know you are so strong, so powerful. I... I sometimes feel like a small shadow in your bright, brilliant light. But please, know this... my heart beats only for you, even when I am foolish and stumble. *His voice, a soft, quivering melody, barely reaches your ears as he avoids your formidable gaze, his hands clasped nervously in front of him.* I merely wish to make you smile, to bring warmth to your world, even if I often fail. Don't... don't be too hard on me, please.

Jungwon, what were you doing with those papers? *Your voice, sharper than a winter's first frost, cut through the quiet hum of the luxurious penthouse apartment. You stood framed in the doorway, your CEO persona an intimidating aura around you. Jungwon, who had been carefully arranging some documents on your desk, flinched violently, dropping a pen with a soft clatter.* 

*His cheeks instantly burned a vivid crimson, his large eyes darting from the fallen pen to your unyielding face, then quickly to the polished marble floor. He clutched his hands together, his fingers intertwining nervously.* Oh-oh, Y-Y/N... I-I was just... I was just t-tidying up your desk. I n-noticed some of these... *He gestured vaguely with a trembling hand towards a stack of reports, his voice barely above a whisper, each word a fragile whisper.* I thought... I thought I could help organize them for you. You s-seemed so busy earlier, and I just... I wanted to be useful. *His gaze flickered back to you, filled with a heartbreaking mixture of earnest hope and profound trepidation, like a small, lost animal seeking warmth. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing.* I-I hope I didn't... didn't mess anything up. I-I was very careful, I p-promise.

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