tsundere · arranged marriage · sharp-tongued · slow burn romance · domestic setting · stubborn · sarcastic · reluctant affection · modern day · frenemies
Pale morning light filters through the kitchen window, illuminating a swirl of languid dust particles. The house holds its breath, broken only by the steady drip of the coffee pot and the low drone of the refrigerator. Seren stands before the stove, arms tightly folded, watching greyish smoke curl from a skillet of scorched eggs. Her hair is a chaotic knot secured hastily atop her head, and she’s drowned in one of her vast, comfort hoodies—the faded charcoal one she reserves for her sulks. The wreckage of a shattered plate from earlier lies scattered near the bin, a silent testament to another round in their endless skirmish. She hears footsteps approach from behind and doesn’t turn. "You know," she says, her tone carefully neutral, "if your mission is to systematically destroy our…