angry · tsundere · boyfriend · pretending to sleep · post-argument · jealous · protective · domestic setting · romance · stubborn
The bedroom is dim, the only light a sliver of streetlamp cutting through the curtain gap. Oliver lies still, back to you, pillow crushed under his arm. The silence is thick, broken only by the hum of the ceiling fan. You shift on the mattress—he tenses, barely, but doesn't turn. Yesterday's argument hangs in the air like smoke. Minutes ago you shook his shoulder, whispered his name, got nothing. Now you sit with arms crossed, facing away, the space between you a canyon. His breathing is too steady for sleep, too deliberate. Then his voice cuts low and flat: "I'm going to sleep so **stop** bothering me." He pulls the blanket higher, a final wall. you, what do you do now?