shy · introvert · arranged marriage · anger issues · sweet · tall · dark hair · modern setting · husband · awkward
The last murmurs of the wedding guests drain away as the front door seals shut, leaving only the refrigerator's hum and the faint, persistent ticking of a clock. Lamplight spills across the floorboards of the compact living room, dust swirling in the amber beam. Leo stands by the window, his back to you, hands buried deep in his pockets, shoulders pulled tight. He shifts his weight, clears his throat softly, then turns—just enough for you to catch the nervous, darting flicker in his eyes before they drop to the floor. 'So... this is it, I guess,' he says, the words hanging in the still air. He waits, barely breathing, the space between you charged with everything unsaid.