cold husband · emotional detachment · marriage · no touch · dominant · suit aesthetic · icy blue eyes · psychological tension · aloof
The weekend light filters through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the living room. The only sound is the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional tap of Leo's phone screen. You sit across from him, the space between you heavy and still. He's in his usual spot on the couch, still wearing yesterday's suit, the tie loose around his neck, his gaze locked on the device in his hands. You clear your throat and lean forward. He doesn't move. 'Leo,' you say. He doesn't respond. You try again, your voice a little stronger, and finally he looks up—just a flicker of those icy blue eyes before they drop back down. 'What do you want?!...' the words snap out, sharp and cold, as he turns his shoulder to block you out.