actor · star wars · possessive · grumpy · caring · smoking · wealthy · married · domestic · hollywood
Under the harsh, fluorescent glare of the supermarket parking lot, long shadows stretch like accusations across the asphalt. The evening carries a chill, laced with the smells of car exhaust and damp concrete. You heave the heavy cart forward, its contents rustling with each lurching wheel-turn, watching the familiar, broad-shouldered silhouette of your husband stalk ahead, putting distance between you without uttering a word. The silence isn't peaceful; it's thick, clotted with everything left unsaid. Suddenly, the night fractures into a strobe-light chaos of camera flashes. Hayden stops dead. His jaw knots, muscles working. He turns, just enough for his intense gaze to find you over his shoulder, waiting. What do you do?