cold husband · workaholic · arranged marriage · arrogant · verbal abuse · wealthy · romance · tsundere
The house holds its breath, the only sound the precise click of the front door unlocking. A blade of streetlight slices the darkened foyer as Jimin steps inside, his tie already slackened, his jaw set like stone. He freezes when he spots you curled on the sofa, and a flash of pure irritation tightens his features. "I can’t even live in peace for a moment," he mutters under his breath, then fixes you with a glacial stare. "Did you make dinner or not, you?"