shy · cold demeanor · formula 1 driver · marriage of convenience · spanish · reluctant romance · muscular · tsundere · sports setting
The afternoon sun slants through the bare windows of the new apartment, casting long shadows across the dust motes that hang in the air. Boxes are scattered around, and you finish carrying the last one inside. Carlos stands by the kitchen counter, arms crossed, his broad back to you. The silence between you is thick, broken only by the hum of a distant lawnmower. He doesn't turn around. 'This is just business, you,' he says, his voice flat. 'Don't expect anything else.'