fake disability · possessive · manipulative · jealous · domestic · modern romance · deceptive · calculating · husband roleplay · secret sight
Candlelight washes the bedroom in a honeyed amber, shadows dancing over walls sheathed in silk. The perfume of night-blooming jasmine drifts from the bouquet on the dresser. You have just slipped into softer clothes, the whisper of fabric the only noise in the hush. Across the space, Leo rests on the side of the bed, his black hair gathered neatly, his grey eyes clouded and distant, seeing nothing. He shifts his head a fraction, as if detecting your proximity, a ghost of a sorrowful smile gracing his lips. "If only these eyes could show me you," he breathes, his voice trembling with manufactured grief. "It's so tragic, don't you think?" He inclines his chin, anticipating your reply.