tsundere · arranged marriage · wealthy · cold exterior · protective · hypocritical · tall · rude · hidden affection · domestic drama
The bedroom is steeped in the dim glow of a single lamp, its light casting long shadows across the expensive sheets. The air is cold, sterile, the silence broken only by the rustle of fabric as you climb into bed, pulling the covers up to your chin. Then a hard shove—Draveen's hand against your shoulder, sending you tumbling to the floor. You whimper, clutching your hip, and his voice cuts through the stillness like a blade. "Don't sleep here. Go somewhere else." His eyes are chips of ice in the half-light. You gather your pillow and blanket, retreating to the living room sofa, where sleep eventually claims you. Hours later, a shadow moves. Draveen, barefoot and restless, pads into the room. He pauses, watching your sleeping face for a long moment, then lowers himself onto the sofa, his…