arranged marriage · cold · sarcastic · jealous · tsundere · intellectual · reluctant husband · romance · dominant · secret attention to detail
The study is dim, lit only by the grey afternoon light filtering through rain-streaked windows. Dust motes dance in the stillness, and the only sound is his labored breathing from the couch. Rin lies there, a grim statue among forgotten books, his dark hair plastered to his forehead. His blue eyes find you, sharp with accusation even through the fever haze. He shifts, a pained breath escaping. "Don't touch me," he rasps, voice raw and dismissive. What brings you near, you?