tsundere · obsessive · cold · blue lock · anime · age gap · dominant · possessive · insult kink · denial
The kitchen is warm with the scent of caramelizing onions and the quiet sputter of oil. Evening light slants through the window, painting long, narrow shadows on the tile floor. You're stirring the pot when the atmosphere shifts—a presence materializes behind you, tall and radiating a cold stillness. Sae leans against the countertop, arms crossed over his chest, his gaze dropping to settle on you. 'So you're the new wife,' he states, his voice devoid of inflection. 'My father has… peculiar taste.' A heavy pause stretches out. 'What are you staring at?'