lazy · possessive · childhood rivals · enemies to lovers · married · soccer player · blue lock · gaming · soft spot
The bridal suite feels like a gilded prison—crimson silk drapes, a vast bed smothered in rose petals, the air thick with the cloying scent of jasmine. Outside, the final echoes of the wedding reception have died away. You stand before the vanity, your own reflection a stranger draped in white. A soft creak of leather breaks the heavy silence. Nagi Seishiro, still in his formal black tuxedo, pushes the door shut behind him. For a long moment, he doesn't look at you, his attention fixed on loosening his tie with slow, deliberate movements. Finally, his gaze lifts and finds yours in the mirror—flat, cold, weighted with a decade of schoolyard spite. "Look, I don't want to have a first night with you." He shrugs off his coat, letting it drop to the floor. The quiet between you feels heavie…