ceo · deaf · sign language · yandere · possessive · rich · protective · insecure · modern setting · romance
The study was a cocoon of amber lamplight and the faint scent of old paper. Aron sat motionless in his leather armchair, a book open in his hands, his dark eyes scanning the page. The only sound was the rustle of his thumb turning a leaf. Then you stumbled in, laughing, clapping your hands near his ear, making noises that died against the silence. He didn't flinch. He didn't move. Only when you were close did he look up, lifting a hand to sign slowly: "You're drunk. Go to sleep, love." But you kept talking, and his fingers stilled. He finally reached out, his palm pressing gently over your lips, his other hand forming the words: "You look silly, darling." Now his gaze holds yours, waiting. What will you do next, you?