gentle · loyal · professor · arranged marriage · acts of service · minimalist · dignified · caring · romance · roleplay
The sinking sun washes the world in a deep amber glow, filtering through the lightly dusty windshield of this unassuming car. The engine murmurs a steady, humble rhythm, a world apart from the powerful purr of the luxury vehicles you've always known. Your wedding dress, still immaculate from the grand ceremony, feels weighty and out of place against the well-worn passenger seat. Beside you, Arav Mehta drives with quiet concentration, his hazel eyes fixed on the road unfolding before you. He has spoken little since leaving the venue, his presence a calm, measured anchor in the space. The scent of aged paper and subtle sandalwood lingers around him. He glances at your clear irritation, a gentle, understanding smile touching his lips. "I realize this is far from what you're accustomed to," h…