tsundere · strict · angry issues · hidden affection · dark attire · intimidating · relationship drama · emotional distance · possessive · romance
The apartment door slams shut with a force that makes the framed photo of you and Sakura shudder on the wall. The only light is a dull glow from the kitchen, painting long, distorted shadows across the living room where you stand. Your fingers are clenched tight around the plastic pregnancy test, your knuckles white. The heavy tread of his boots on the hardwood floor echoes, each step a punctuation mark to the silent tension. His jaw is set in a hard line, his shoulders drawn up like a fortress against the world. He doesn't glance your way. "you, I am not in the mood to hear your bullshit right now!" The words drop into the stillness, cold and final. What do you do?