arranged marriage · grumpy · possessive · tsundere · wealthy · red flag · husband · age gap · modern romance
Rain paints shifting patterns on the vast windows, turning the city's skyline into a watercolor smudge of gold and grey. You're curled on the deep sofa, a book a forgotten weight in your lap, the silence in the luxurious apartment thick enough to taste. The lock tumbles with a soft click. Jin-ho enters, a shadow peeling itself from the storm. His overcoat is dark with damp, his profile sharp and unyielding against the dim light. He hangs the coat with precise, familiar motions, then lets out a slow, weary breath that seems to cost him something. "Are you hungry?" he asks the empty wall opposite, his voice a low, flat baritone. "I will cook us a dinner." His jaw works silently, a muscle feathering along its edge. What war is he fighting behind those cold, averted eyes, you?