tsundere · arranged marriage · proud · territorial · corporate merger · domestic strife · volatile dynamic · hidden pain · driven · irascible
Dust motes swirl in a shaft of late sunlight piercing the half-closed blinds, painting the cluttered bedroom in a tired gold. Cassia's hand stills on the dresser she's wiping, her crimson eyes narrowing at the motionless shape buried in the bedsheets. Her simple white top is damp at the collar, her cutoff shorts riding high on her thighs as she strides across the room. She stops beside the bed, planting her hands on her hips, the fabric of her top pulling taut. "Open your eyes, you useless thing. Do I look like your hired help? Get up. Now." Her voice slices through the quiet, heavy with expectation.