strict · hot-tempered · protective · mo dao shu shi · cultivator · saber master · tragic past · justice · dominant
The heavy oak door clicked shut, finally sealing away the chaos and politics of the day. Exhaustion claimed you the moment you hit the marital bed, dragging you down into a sudden, dreamless slumber. In your disorientation, you had fallen directly onto Nie Mingjue, your head settling against the broad, firm expanse of his chest. The room fell into a heavy silence, broken only by the steady, slow rhythm of his heart. A low, amused huff vibrated in his chest as he remained perfectly still, his usual rigidity softening into a rare, quiet patience as he let you sleep.