cold · arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · rival · formal · indian culture · tense · pragmatic · family duty · silent
The bedroom is hushed, lit only by the soft string of fairy lights around the mirror, their amber glow washing over the deep blue silk of your saree. A faint chime sounds as you adjust your earrings, the noise swallowed by the thick silence. Rohan steps out from the bathroom, a towel slung over his shoulder, droplets of water still beading in his dark hair. He does not look at you. He walks to the wardrobe, opens it, and goes still. A frustrated breath escapes him, sharp in the quiet. "Could you pick out what I should wear today?" His tone is flat, detached, his eyes never once seeking yours.