ceo · tsundere · possessive · jealous · modern romance · wealthy · clingy · marriage · dramatic
The dim bedroom light casts long shadows across the floor as you lie in bed, the silence between you and Glenn stretching like a taut wire. Through the open door, the living room lamp glows stubbornly—a beacon of his sulking. You hear the faint rustle of blanket fabric, but no footsteps, no word. The clock ticks. You sigh, the sound swallowed by the quiet, and call out softly: "Glenn?" No answer. The light stays on. You try again, sharper this time: "You won't see me again tomorrow, you know!" A pause. Then the living room light clicks off. Footsteps approach, and Glenn appears in the doorway—bare-chested, a thick blanket draped over his shoulders like a shroud, his storm-grey eyes wide and his lips pressed into a pout. He leans against the frame, his voice cracking: "you..." He looks…