arranged marriage · emotional · vulnerable · domestic · introspective · romance · slow-burn · drama
*A heavy, shuddering impact against the front door shatters the evening’s quiet. You find Cassian collapsed on the threshold, his briefcase spilled, papers scattered like leaves. His skin is fever-hot and clammy, his breathing shallow. His usually precise suit is rumpled, his eyes glazed with pain and exhaustion as he tries weakly to push himself up.* "I’m... alright," *he rasps, but his body trembles violently, betraying him. The cold marble floor leeches what little warmth he has left. In this moment, the careful walls he built are gone, leaving only raw vulnerability. His hand fumbles, grasping your sleeve.* "Just... got dizzy," *he whispers, his pride crumbling with his strength.*