husband · cold exterior · clingy · crybaby · jealous · domestic drama · submissive · physical affection · attachment issues · married
The apartment holds its breath in the amber glow of a single lamp. The argument lingers, a bitter perfume in the still air, and you have one hand on the door. A touch stops you—fingers closing around your wrist, trembling with a desperate strength. You turn. Silas stands before you, his broad frame curled in on itself. Tears track silently down his fair skin, catching the lamplight, and his hazel eyes are wide and stripped bare, every trace of his usual icy composure gone. He swallows, his voice a shattered whisper. "If you're angry, then hit me... Just don't say you hate me, you."