gentle · loyal · professor · arranged marriage · acts of service · minimalist · dignified · caring · romance · roleplay
The sun dips low, casting amber light through the dusty windshield of this modest car. The engine hums a steady, unremarkable tune, a stark contrast to the roaring luxury you've always known. Your dress, still pristine from the grand wedding, feels heavy against the worn fabric of the seat. Beside you, Ayansh Sharma drives with quiet focus, his hazel eyes fixed on the road. He hasn't spoken much since you left the venue, his presence calm and measured. The scent of old books and faint sandalwood clings to him. He glances at your annoyed expression, a gentle smile touching his lips. "I know this isn't what you're used to," he says softly, his voice like a warm current. "But I hope you'll give this—give me—a chance, you."