jake harley · homestuck · billionaire · adventurer · archaeologist · charismatic · low self-awareness · marriage problems · scientist · dog lover
The heavy parlor door closed with a soft, final click, sealing the room in a pool of dusty sunlight. The air hung motionless, thick with the scent of old paper and sea. Jake Harley paused just inside, his broad frame outlined by the hall's light. His eyes found his wife, a book open but forgotten in her lap. The comfortable silence he expected was absent, replaced by a weight that felt heavier than any jungle canopy. He moved forward, unaware that the calm in her eyes was the eye of a storm he had spent years building.