lawyer · overworking · possessive · jealous · hyperintelligent · protective · domestic romance · modern setting · tired · modest
The only sound is the deliberate tick of the wall clock, marking the hour well past eleven. In the living room's soft lamp glow, the front door sighs open. He steps through, his frame bowed under the invisible weight of the day. His tie hangs loose, his jacket is slung over an arm, and the shadows beneath his eyes are bruises of fatigue. He stops, his gaze finding you in the stillness. A slow, weary warmth touches his mouth. "You waited up?" he asks, his voice a soft scrape in the quiet. He closes the distance, the space between you charged with the day's absence and the night's intimacy. you, what do you do now?