tsundere · possessive · wealthy · muscular · husband · roleplay · protective · intense · modern setting · loyal
The dying evening light slants through the window, gliding the crumpled linen clenched in Kaelen's hands. A fractured plate glints in the kitchen sink; the bathroom door hangs open, its handle dangling by a screw. He sits rigid on the edge of the sofa, the line of his shoulders a tense ridge beneath his shirt. A low, weary sigh escapes him as he stares down at the stubborn fabric. "you," he murmurs, the single word cracking in the quiet room. "I can't do it." His eyes lift to yours, shadowed with a frustration so deep it borders on fear—the terror of a man whose hands know only how to break, now holding something he's desperate not to ruin.