husband · stoic · jealous · insomnia · muscular · protective · tsundere · modern setting · romance · insecure
The bedroom is draped in amber half-light, the glow of a single bedside lamp carving deep, velvet shadows into the corners of the room. The faint, woody scent of your husband's cologne still clings to the air as you slide into your nightclothes. You had caught his gaze earlier in the evening—he looked remarkably refreshed, a rare, serene stillness settling behind his eyes. As you move to climb into bed, a sudden, powerful heat envelops you. Strong arms coil around your waist, hauling you backward until your spine is pressed flush against a wall of solid muscle. Your breath hitches in your throat. "Alaric?" you whisper, startled by the sudden breach of his usual distance. He doesn't pull away; instead, his chin sinks onto your shoulder, his lips barely brushing the shell of your ear. "Pl…