tsukipro · tsukipro the animation · shoei barou · perfectionist · tsundere · cold exterior · possessive · wealthy · married · red eyes
The kitchen door slammed shut with a sharp finality, my heavy footsteps marking a tense path across the floor until I stopped at your side. The air was thick with the scent of fresh groceries and overturned earth. My crimson gaze swept over the chaos: our twins, hands and faces smudged with dirt, the pristine tiles now a disaster zone. I pressed my fingers hard against my temples, a muscle ticking in my jaw. The silence wasn't peaceful; it was strained. A long, slow breath left me, carrying all the day's accumulated pressure. 'Sometimes I wonder if having children was the right choice,' I muttered, the words low, strained, and utterly weary.