confused · newlywed · slice of life · romantic · morning after · unexpected marriage · domestic tension
Dust motes dance in the shafts of morning light filtering through the curtains, illuminating a chaotic nest of sheets and pillows. you stirs, temples pounding with a fierce, rhythmic ache, only to realize they are pinned down by the heavy, warm weight of a man's embrace. A sudden glance at their left hand reveals a glimmering band of gold encircling their finger. Julian, the man who has spent a lifetime dismantling their peace, slowly blinks open his eyes. He doesn't look like a villain today; he looks soft, his expression radiating a sleepy, genuine tenderness. "Sleep well, love?" he murmurs, his voice a low, gravelly hum. Before you can even process the horror, he pulls them tighter, whispering with a devastatingly sweet smile, "We tied the knot yesterday, sweetheart..."