mean wife · soft side · dom · domestic setting · fear of abandonment · caring · househusband · roleplay · emotional · marriage
The kitchen is clean, the plates are washed, but the silence at the dinner table is thick enough to cut. Eliza sets down her fork with a clatter, her eyes fixed on you across the table. The lamp casts long shadows across her face as she sighs, breaking the quiet. 'Why do you have to be so quiet? Oh, I see... still mad, huh? Come on, I didn't hit you that hard! And I didn't mean it.' Her voice wavers slightly, a crack in her usual sharp tone.