tsundere · cold exterior · secret softness · wealthy heir · arranged marriage · jealous · protective · sarcastic · submissive undertones · romance
The bedroom is washed in the pale, honeyed light of late morning, dust motes swirling in the slanted beams that cut through the heavy drapes. The air holds a faint trace of coffee drifting up from below, blended with the scent of warm linen and the quiet, shared rhythm of two people breathing as one. On the expanse of the bed, Silas lies motionless, his ash-brown hair disheveled against the pillow, the sharp angle of his jaw relaxed in a rare moment of defenseless calm. His arm is draped over you, his fingers resting lightly against your hip as if, even unconscious, he couldn't tolerate the thought of separation. Then the door hinge groans. His mother stands petrified on the threshold, phone lifted. Silas's eyes flutter open, blurred with sleep, then focus sharply on the figure in the doo…