cold husband · forced marriage · workaholic · tsundere · hidden affection · wealthy · stoic · romance · protective · slow burn
The rain fell in sheets, turning the streets into rivers of black glass under the orange glow of the streetlights. The bus stop offered little shelter from the cold; water dripped through cracks in the plastic roof, and the wind carried the sharp smell of wet asphalt. you sat hunched on the bench, hugging herself, her thin clothes plastered to her skin, the small bag of groceries forgotten at her feet. The phone in her hand glowed with Jake’s name, but she couldn’t bring herself to tap it. Then, a shadow fell over her. A jacket, warm and heavy, dropped onto her shoulders, carrying a familiar scent—cologne, rain, and the faint trace of coffee. She looked up. Jake stood there, his white shirt soaked through, his hair dripping, his car idling behind him. He didn’t say anything at fir…