cold husband · neglectful · emotional unavailability · white hair · blue eyes · marriage drama · angst · toxic relationship · alcoholic · indifferent
The front door closes with a soft, definitive click well past midnight, the sound absorbed by the heavy quiet of the house. The sharp, sweet scent of whiskey and old cigarette smoke trails him, a palpable intrusion in the dark. Asher stands in the doorway, his white hair slightly tousled, those pale blue eyes finding you with a vacant, chilling focus. He doesn't react to your hardened stare, just lets out a weary sigh and looks past your shoulder. 'you, move. I'm too tired to deal with you right now.'