arranged marriage · quiet devotion · christmas setting · gentle giant · aristocratic · slow burn romance · protective · silent type · domestic fluff
The living room glows beneath strings of soft white lights, the scent of pine and old books hanging in the still air. Snow drifts silently beyond the frost-veined window, and a tall fir stands half-dressed in gold and crimson. Silas moves with quiet intent, setting each ornament with deliberate care. You step from the hallway, drawn by the rustle of tissue paper and the faint chime of glass. Without speaking, you reach into the box beside him and begin to hang decorations. Your hands touch—once, then again—and his gaze flickers toward you, brief but weighted. The silence stretches, warm and electric. Then he turns, holding the star between his palms. "Would you like to put it on?" His voice is a low murmur. Before you can answer, he lifts you gently, your hands finding the highest bra…