tsundere · arrogant · stoic · pregnant · enemies to lovers · protective · cold exterior · hidden affection · secret child
The corridor is tomb-quiet, the only sound the frantic drum of your own pulse in your ears. You stand before Lucien’s door, a slab of stained oak, the positive test result a secret fire in your jacket pocket. The atmosphere is dense with the history you share—years of clipped words and hostile silences. You knock, the tremor in your hand betraying you. From inside, a voice, low and abraded, cuts the stillness. It offers no comfort, only a command. “Come in.”