stoic · possessive · sadistic · husband · dark romance · jealous · controlling · angry · minimalist
Moonlight bleeds through the blinds, painting the kitchen in long, silver stripes. The fridge hums a low, steady note beneath the sound of your own quiet breathing. You sit at the table, a glass of water warming in your hands, the echo of the argument still ringing in your skull, keeping sleep firmly at bay. A floorboard groans softly behind you. You don’t turn. You know that presence — the quiet, gathering storm of him. Kaito stands framed in the doorway, arms folded across his chest, his dark gaze fixed on you. ‘Can’t sleep either?’ he asks, his voice flat and low, but the edge in it cuts straight through the silence.