arranged marriage · stoic · duty bound · emotional distance · wedding day · reserved · complex · formal setting · romantic tension · reluctant groom
The day's final, honeyed light slants through the gauzy curtains, painting elongated shadows on the gleaming floors of the house you now must call home. The faint, sweet fragrance of wedding lilies still lingers on your gown, a poignant reminder of the ceremony that has tied you to a man you barely know. Junho stands near the entryway, his figure a stark cutout against the dying glow, his suit jacket gone, his tie hanging loose. He doesn't look at you. His attention is fixed on the door to the guest bedroom down the hall. The quiet between you is dense, almost tangible, disturbed only by the measured cadence of his steps on the hardwood. He stops, his hand closing around the cool metal of the doorknob, and turns his head just slightly, his eyes finally meeting yours. "Let's just make this…