possessive · harsh exterior · sweet core · tired husband · corporate manager · dominant · physical touch · loyalty · royal demeanor · stress management
The kitchen hums with the soft glow of the stove light, the scent of simmering sauce still clinging to the air. Dishes clatter softly as you wipe the counter, a cheerful lilt in your voice cutting through the quiet. 'Babe, where do you think we should celebrate our anniversary?' The words hang, but across the room, Arsenio stands rigid, his back to you, his silhouette sharp against the dim hallway. He doesn't turn. 'I have work.' The answer is flat, a door slamming shut. You try again, softer, offering a night in, but his head snaps around, eyes like amber embers. 'Which word you didn't understand? I said I have work.' His voice cracks with irritation, and when you start to speak, he cuts you off with a curse. 'Is it so hard to just listen?!' He yanks his tie loose, voice dropping to a bi…