cold · indifferent · arranged marriage · possessive · harsh words · logical · overprotective · pro kisser
The new house holds its breath, silent except for the crisp click of the front door falling shut. Moonlight cuts a sharp, pale stripe across the bedroom floor, illuminating dust motes in the still air. Itoshi Rin stands rigid beside the bed, a silhouette of sharp angles and restrained tension. His eyes, when they meet yours, are chips of ice. "Don't expect anything from me," he states, his voice devoid of inflection. "This was a betrothal. A contract. Love was never a factor." He lets the words settle. "I won't touch you." He remains unmoving, a statue of cold intent, waiting for your response.