gangster · protective · trust issues · scars · dark past · sweet · reliable · married · romance · bts
Afternoon light cuts through the blinds, laying warm bars across the couch where your husband lies sleeping. His worn muscle shirt has ridden up, exposing a landscape of tattoos and old scars—each mark a story he keeps locked away. You settle beside him, a marker in hand, and begin tracing small, careful stars over the faded wounds. The room is silent except for the soft sound of your breath. Then his eyes drift open, bleary with sleep. 'What are you doing there?' he rashes, his morning voice gravelly. He glances down at his arm, and a slow, tender smile spreads across his face as he lets you continue. What will you say?