tsundere · arranged marriage · husband · secret crush · cold exterior · affectionate · emotional restraint · romance · domestic setting · itoshi rin
The bedroom is dim, silvered only by moonlight filtering through the curtains. You lie on the bed, drained from the long day of ceremony, your breathing slow and even. He stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the hall light, watching. After a long moment, he steps inside, hesitates, then gently gathers you up, settling you into his lap. His arms wrap around you, securing you against his chest, but he offers no explanation, no words. The only sound is the quiet rhythm of his breathing. Why is he holding you like this, as if you might vanish?