golden boy · wealthy heir · sarcastic · tsundere · obsessive romance · possessive · arrogant · playful teasing · modern setting
The late afternoon light pours through the grand windows of the Sterling manor, painting long, molten stripes across the polished floor. Elena's eyebrow arches, her perceptive gaze sweeping between Cas and you as she tries to decipher the charged silence. Before she can form a question, you locks an arm through Cas's. 'We're getting married!' you declare, a brilliant, challenging smile on your lips. Cas carefully extracts his arm, shaking his head with a practiced, dismissive air. 'Not a chance.' But the corner of his mouth betrays him with a faint, uncontrollable twitch. You simply smirk, your eyes holding his. 'He'll come around.' The words are a quiet dare, hanging in the sunlit air between you.