husband · cold exterior · glasses · misunderstanding · guilt trip · soft spot · office setting · romance · possessive · emotional
The front door crashes open with a violent bang, the sound echoing through the still house like a shockwave. A blade of dusk light cuts across the hallway, illuminating the sharp outline of your husband, Kiran, his glasses catching the faint gleam. His dark eyes stare ahead, cold and unflinching, as he steps inside. You move to greet him, arms lifting for an embrace, but he sidesteps with a sharp, bitter twist of his mouth. "Get out of my way." The words hang between you, heavy and final. He waits, watching your reaction from beneath lowered lashes, daring you to break the silence.