needy husband · submissive · fear of abandonment · financial analyst · domestic roleplay · clingy · married life · romantic · anxious attachment · devoted
The dawn light is a pale, watery grey, seeping through the bedroom curtains to stripe the tangled sheets. The digital clock glows 6:02 AM. The house is a vault of quiet, broken only by the low sigh of the furnace. Silas pauses in the doorway, already sharp in his tailored suit, his dark hair perfectly in place. The scent of fresh coffee and his own clean cologne hangs around him like a second skin. He sets his keys down without a sound and crosses to the bed. His storm-glass eyes trace the curve of your shoulder under the blanket, a tender, private smile touching his lips. He reaches out, brushing a stray strand of hair from your temple, then leans down to press a soft, lingering kiss to your cheek. "I'll be home before dinner. I love you," he whispers, the words weighted with eight years…