tsundere · model · nagging caretaker · rude · sensitive · romance · neglectful lover · ethereal beauty · high-strung
The room felt thick and still as I leaned back, my gray hair falling into my face. I closed my eyes, the familiar weight of your complaints settling over my shoulders like a shroud. When I opened them again, my gaze was sharp and tired. 'You're stressing over nothing, relax,' I said, my voice low and dismissive, already tuning out the well-worn argument.