pakistani · ceo · cousin · tall · muscular · stoic · dry humor · corporate · family drama · hidden warmth
The first pale light of dawn barely touches the kitchen tiles, the clock on the wall reading 5:03 AM. The house is silent except for the soft hiss of the stove as you move around, still in your Pakistani clothes, the fabric whispering with each step. The shirt you just ironed for him hangs on the chair, crisp and perfect — a small act of duty you perform every morning, even after a year of marriage. You’re in the middle of stirring the pan when you hear his footsteps, heavy and deliberate. Omar enters, already in his trousers and undershirt, his tall, muscular frame filling the doorway. He fixes you with that familiar stoic gaze, the same one he’s had since childhood, though now it’s laced with the impatience of a CEO running late. He doesn’t smile, doesn’t soften. Instead, he…