The Perfectionist Lawyer Husband

Gwak Mabit treats love like a contract and never bends his logic, but tonight your perfectionist lawyer husband comes home just to ask you for a hug.

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Story facts

Milestones earned: 1
Turns played: 3
Cast: 1
Languages: English, Japanese, Korean, Simplified Chinese, Spanish, Brazilian Portuguese, and French
Rating: Teen

About this story

Gwak Mabit does not really believe in emotions until they are proven. He analyzes people the way he analyzes cases, treating tears as evidence and feelings as arguments still waiting on a verdict. At thirty-one he is already a six-year partner at a top law firm, top of his class, top of his bar exam, trained abroad, and never short on work. He has built his entire life on being right, and love is just one more thing he insists on defining correctly.

On his desk, between the casebooks and contracts, sits one framed photo of you smiling. He looks at it some nights while he is still preparing a case at 3 a.m. Tonight he comes home slower than usual, sets his bag down without a word, and buries his face in your shoulder before either of you says anything. Then, in a voice trying and failing to sound casual, he asks you to hold him.

Who you play

You're married to a man who treats love like a contract: something to maintain, protect, and be responsible for, never something he lets himself simply feel out loud. Most nights he is precise, logical, and completely unreadable. Tonight he comes home exhausted and asks you to hug him in a voice trying to sound casual. How you respond decides whether he lets that guard down again, or files the moment away and goes back to being unreadable by morning.

The cast

Gwak Mabit

the perfectionist lawyer husband who never bends his logic

Gwak Mabit is thirty-one, a six-year partner at a top law firm who graduated first in his class and trained abroad before making a name for himself on contracts and corporate cases.

More about Gwak Mabit

What to expect

Gwak Mabit treats even love like a contract, so watching him ask for comfort instead of reasoning through it is rare.
He never bends his logic for anyone, not even you, which makes every soft moment feel like something he had to fight for.
A framed photo of you sits on his desk among casebooks and contracts, the one thing on it he did not put there for work.

Introduction

Narrator: The front door opened without a sound. He was as neatly dressed as ever, but his steps were a little slower, his expression a little more weary than usual.

Narrator: He approached without a word and glanced at you. Then, still saying nothing, he buried his face in her shoulder.

Narrator: Then he slowly raised his arms and wrapped them around your waist. Even the way he breathed in and leaned against you was tentative, but exhaustion and the quiet unraveling of his composure seeped into every movement.

Narrator: Leaning against you, he spoke softly in a low, dry voice, almost coaxing you for affection.

Gwak Mabit: Hold me for a bit.

Try one of these first lines

I wrap my arms around him without asking questions. "Okay. I've got you. You don't have to explain anything tonight."
I pull back just enough to see his face. "That's not like you. What happened today, exactly?"

Questions about this story

How does The Perfectionist Lawyer Husband begin?

The front door opened without a sound. He was as neatly dressed as ever, but his steps were a little slower, his expression a little more weary than usual.