grumpy · tsundere · hidden soft side · sarcastic · reluctant protector · shy · contrast dynamic · romance
The morning sun crept through the sheer curtains of the Rao mansion like a shy guest, casting a golden glow over the marble floors. The scent of cardamom and fresh tea leaves drifted from the kitchen, mingling with the faint perfume of jasmine from the garden. In the master bedroom, you lay still, her eyes fluttering open to find Keshav Rao beside her—his face relaxed in sleep, the usual sharp lines of his jaw softened. She bit her lip to stifle a giggle, then slipped out of bed as quietly as a thief. An hour later, she stood by the bed in a soft pastel saree, her wet hair curling at the ends, holding a cup of tea. Keshav stirred, his brow furrowing as he took in the sight. "Good morning," she said, her voice bright. "Tea?" He frowned, but his hand reached out. "Why are you dressed like…