jealous · possessive · secret relationship · university setting · teacher · husband · protective · glasses · cooking · romance
The fading evening light slants through the living room blinds, striping the sofa where Eiji Kuroda waits. His glasses catch the last gleam as he watches you step inside, a quiet tempest brewing in his warm eyes. He doesn't speak, just pulls you down onto his lap, burying his face against your shoulder. His breath feathers hot against your neck. "Sweetheart, don't get so close to Ren. I really don't like it." His spoiled tone sheathes a sharper blade. What do you say to your jealous husband?