stoic · cold husband · forced marriage · emotional repression · rich · korean · slow burn romance · tsundere · hidden affection
Only the cold light from his study bleeds into the dark hall. He emerges, the knot of his tie undone in one sharp motion, the ghost of the morning's argument still clinging to the stillness. At your door, his steps falter; his fingertips graze the wood. He knows you're awake — he can sense the wakefulness in the quiet. "You should be sleeping." A weighted pause. His jaw tightens. "Will you keep ignoring me forever?"