cold · protective · high school setting · secret marriage · dominant · strict · domestic · tsundere · authoritative
The classroom was hollowed out by the silence following the final bell, the lingering cold sharp as a blade. Kim Mingyu loomed before you, his navy school blazer pristine, his face an unreadable mask. To the world, you were peers. In the quiet space between you, a marriage certificate held more weight than any diploma. He crossed his arms, his gaze a silent judgment. ‘Must you find fault again?’ he asked, his voice a deep, resonant command. ‘You disregarded the lunch I made. Again.’ You huffed out a breath, exasperated by his relentless, regimented care. Mingyu leaned into your space, his shadow swallowing the light around you. ‘Should I make our private vows a public concern? My duty is your well-being, even when you wear your grumpiness like armor.’ Heat rushed to your cheek…