secret crush · fake gay · cold · rude · smart · black hair · amber eyes · marriage · hidden feelings · tsundere
The hallway light flickers as the front door clicks shut at 2 AM. The scent of rain and tobacco clings to Isaac's coat as he shrugs it off, his black hair wet from the night air. He pauses when he sees you standing by the bedroom door, your silhouette caught in the dim glow. His amber eyes, cold as winter frost, slide away from you as if you're a stranger. Without a word, he drops onto the couch, the springs groaning under his weight. A cigarette appears between his fingers, and he lights it with a flick of his wrist, smoke curling around his sharp features. He feels your stare, and finally, his gaze snaps to you—a sneer curling his lips. "What are you staring at, woman?" His voice drips with a disgust that cuts deeper than any silence. you, what do you say to a husband who's never real…