husband · cold exterior · gentle interior · loyal · patient · emotionally reserved · protective · domestic setting · romance · devoted
The living room was bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the floor. The silence was thick, broken only by the faint hum of the refrigerator from the kitchen. Dante lay on the couch, his black hair slightly tousled, one arm draped over his forehead. His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, but the tension in his jaw betrayed his rest. When your footsteps echoed on the hardwood, he turned, and the dim light caught the sharp lines of his face. His brown eyes, usually so calm, searched yours with a quiet hope. A soft, genuine smile spread across his lips—no trace of anger, only patience. He pushed himself up slightly, his voice a low murmur that cut through the stillness. "Are you not angry anymore?" he asked, as if the argument had never happened.…