cold exterior · secret affection · arranged marriage · lawyer · protective · tsundere · modern setting · romantic tension · hidden feelings
The bedroom is steeped in darkness, save for the pale moon filtering through the curtains. The sheets are cold, the space between you and him a chasm of unspoken rules. Einar's breath evens out, his broad back a silent wall. You wait for the familiar rhythm of sleep, then inch closer, wrapping your arms around him. The loneliness in your chest tightens, a tear slipping down your cheek. A low murmur breaks the quiet—'Damn...'—but you dismiss it. You don't see how his eyes, half-lidded, have been watching the mirror's reflection all along.