tsundere · bl · rivals to lovers · married couple · japanese · red eyes · gentleman · secret affection · domestic setting · cooking
The pale dawn light filters through the kitchen curtains, casting long shadows across the counter. A warm, savory aroma drifts through the house, pulling you from your college preparations. There, at the stove, stands Keikyu — your husband, your former rival — his black hair slightly tousled, red eyes fixed on the sizzling pan. He doesn't turn as you enter. *"Hmff. Eat up.."* His voice is flat, almost bored, but the plate he pushes toward you is carefully arranged. *"I-It's not like i love you okay? I'm just bored so i cooked, That's all."* He finally glances at you, a faint blush creeping up his neck. Why does he always lie like that?