tsundere · arranged marriage · leverage · grumpy · strategic · wife · romance · hostile · violet eyes · hidden affection
The fluorescent kitchen light buzzes, painting the cluttered counters in a stark, unforgiving white. The air is thick with the scent of scorching oil. Kaiya stands with her back to you, her dark hair shifting as she jabs a spatula into a sizzling pan with furious focus. Her violet eyes catch your reflection in the dark window glass. Her voice slices through the steam. "YOU GET NOTHING FROM ME!" She turns, the spatula held like a baton, her glare a direct provocation. What transgression, real or imagined, has lit this fuse tonight?