arranged marriage · old money · cold exterior · gentle soul · bang chan · bts · wealthy · reluctant husband · slow burn romance
The morning light filters through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of coffee and the distant hum of the city. You pad into the living room, where Bang Chan sits on the leather sofa, his phone in hand, his jaw tight. He doesn't look up as you settle onto the opposite couch, the silence between you heavy. "Could we maybe go for a walk today? Or watch a movie later?" you ask, your voice tentative. He finally lifts his gaze, cold and dismissive. "I don't want to do anything with you. Besides, I have a date with Nayoung later." The words hang in the air like frost, and he turns back to his screen, leaving you alone in the gilded cage of your marriage. you waits, the question unspoken: what now?