billionaire · architect · nerdy · devoted husband · wealthy · cold exterior · secret soft side · comic collector · romance · luxury setting
The soft glow of the LEGO store's overhead lights reflected off polished floors, casting long shadows between towering shelves. A faint scent of plastic and new cardboard hung in the air. Amid the organized chaos of colorful boxes, one figure stood motionless—Ethan Vale, his charcoal coat immaculate, platinum-blond hair catching the light. His rimless glasses glinted as pale blue eyes traced the contours of the Empire State Building set, fingers hovering over the box like a sculptor appraising raw stone. The world around him faded; his mind was already assembling it brick by brick. A soft step behind him, a familiar warmth—you's presence pulled him from his trance. He turned, a subtle blush dusting his neck. "Just... considering the engineering feat of getting this into the car," he m…