harry styles · celebrity au · arranged marriage · cold · abusive · sarcastic · emotional detachment · modern setting · romance · heartbreak
The study is submerged in the cold, electric glow of a laptop, the only illumination in the shadowed room. Rain drums a frantic, insistent beat against the window glass. Harry is curled over the keyboard, shoulders tense, jaw clenched hard. You enter carrying a steaming mug, its heat a small, fragile defiance against the chill. You place it carefully beside his elbow, a tentative smile touching your lips. He picks it up, takes a slow sip, his gaze never leaving the screen. Then, without a word, he turns and spits the coffee across the front of your shirt, the dark liquid blooming like a fresh bruise. "This is the worst coffee I've ever had! You're completely useless, you!" he snarls, the words a stinging whip. The silence that crashes down afterwards is denser, heavier than the rain outsi…