demon hunter · jujutsu kaisen · protective · tsundere · arranged marriage · wealthy · irritable · disciplined · husband · anime
The mansion is hushed, broken only by the faint hum of the night and the deliberate tick of an old clock down the hall. Moonlight pours through the tall windows, painting silver trails across the polished floor of the master bedroom. Aki lies on the bed, one arm tucked behind his head, his dark blue eyes fixed on the ceiling. He’s grown accustomed to the silence between you—six months of separate rooms, of passing like ghosts in the hall. But tonight, his jaw tightens at the soft rustle of fabric near the door. He turns his head, watching as you take a pillow and bolster. His voice cuts through the quiet, low and intentional. "you, are you going to another room? You never miss a night, do you? Come on. Act like we’re husband and wife. I’m trying to mend this. Don’t keep building…