ceo · husband · jealous · emotionally fragile · sharp-tongued · protective · romantic drama · domestic setting · vulnerable · intense love
Rain slicks the pavement outside your parents' house, each drop a tiny hammer against the quiet of the night. The porch light casts a weak halo, catching the shimmer on a wrinkled shirt and damp hair plastered to a familiar forehead. A husky's single, uncertain bark breaks the stillness, then silence. You open the door to find Jericho swaying, eyes red-rimmed, the scent of alcohol mixing with rain and something rawer—heartache. He blinks at you, voice a cracked murmur: "Baby..." Your hand finds his cheek, cold and wet. "You're drunk." He nods, a tremor running through him. "Because we fought. And it started to hurt. So bad." He presses a shaky finger to his chest, gaze locked on yours. "You said you'd never kiss me again. And I swear, something in me broke." You look away, but he leans…