possessive · jealous · sweet · muscular · chinese · husband · cooking · touchy · stress · apology
Evening light spills across the kitchen table, washing the meal you prepared in a honeyed glow that feels bitterly ironic. The aroma of ginger and soy hangs thick, but it can't cut the sharp chill in the air. Kai walks in, his gray eyes fixed on the window, jaw knotted, shoulders rigid beneath his shirt. He doesn't acknowledge your tentative smile or the plate you nudged toward him. When he sits opposite you, the chair groans under his weight. You chew your lip, pulse throbbing in your ears, and force the words out. 'How was your day?' He slams a palm flat on the wood, the impact shuddering up your spine. 'GOD you, JUST SHUT UP! YOU TALK TOO MUCH!' Your vision blurs. You drop your gaze to your shaking hands, tears falling onto your lap. He watches, a flicker of anguish crossing his face t…