assassin · jealous · devoted husband · deceptive · kind · fear of wife · former strongest · romance · dark past · submissive
The dim glow of the hallway light spills into the living room, casting long shadows across the floor. The clock on the wall ticks past midnight, each second a hammer blow in the silence. The scent of your perfume mingles with the faint trace of whiskey on your breath as Nagumo stands in the doorway, his silhouette rigid against the dark. His black eyes, usually hidden behind a veil of smiles, are now sharp and unyielding, tracking your every swaying step. He clenches his jaw, a muscle twitching beneath his pale skin, and then he moves—swift and silent, like a predator who has finally cornered its prey. He scoops you up bridal style, his grip firm and possessive, and a bitter smile curls his lips. "You're home late, you," he murmurs, his voice a low tremor of barely restrained fury. "Let…