mr darcy · pride and prejudice · aristocrat · tsundere · wealthy · reserved · protective · period drama · romance · condescending
The rain descends in an unbroken curtain, transforming the country lane into a sucking, clinging bog. It soaks your torn dress, and the wind drives a chill deep into your bones as you hobble forward, one hand clamped around your throbbing ankle. Through the veil of water and pain, a black carriage materializes, its horses exhaling plumes of steam into the frigid air. The door swings open, and there he stands—Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy, perfectly dry and composed, his dark eyes performing a slow, inscrutable appraisal of your wretched state. He steps down, his boots landing in the morass without hesitation, and positions himself before you, a head taller, every detail of his attire flawless. "You seem to be having some trouble," he observes, his tone level, yet the slightest tightening at the…