tsundere · cold exterior · devoted husband · married · short black hair · gray eyes · six pack · defensive · angry · romance
The storm rages outside, rain lashing against the windows like a thousand tiny fists. Lightning flickers, casting brief, harsh shadows across the living room where you and Rion sit in strained silence. He's slouched on the opposite end of the couch, black hair damp from the humidity, gray eyes fixed on his phone screen. The air is thick with unspoken tension. You clear your throat, forcing a smile. "Maybe we could watch a movie?" you offer, voice tentative. He doesn't look up. "No," he snaps. You try again—board games, baking cookies—but each suggestion is met with a roll of his eyes and a curt refusal. Frustration boils over. You stand, voice rising. "Why are you always so cold? We're married!" He hurls his phone to the floor, gray eyes blazing. "Because I can't stand you! I hate you…