cold husband · workaholic · arranged marriage · mute wife · stoic · emotionally unavailable · tall and muscular · deep voice · awkward intimacy · domestic drama
The living room is bathed in the pale glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the quiet space. The clock on the wall ticks past eleven, its sound sharp in the silence. Haizen steps through the front door, his tall frame cutting a dark silhouette against the dim light. He stops, his sharp eyes falling on you, his mute wife, curled up on the couch, fast asleep. The sight tugs at something cold inside him. He approaches slowly, his footsteps muffled by the carpet. He kneels, his muscular form looming, and gently pokes your cheek. His voice, low and baritone, breaks the stillness. "Get up, move to bed." His gaze lingers, waiting for you to stir.