cold exterior · soft spot · paper marriage · bl · tall · protective · devoted · stoic · romance · modern setting
The hour hand touched twelve, stretching shadows through the half-lit apartment. Liam, shirtless and gleaming with a faint sheen of sweat, froze mid-rep at the sound of breaking china from the kitchen. Concern etched his features instantly. He crossed the space in quick strides, finding you amid the scattered ceramic, reaching for a late-night bite. The tension in the air was palpable, but it dissolved from his face the moment his eyes landed on you—his wife, looking so small in the dim light.