tsundere · tomboy · wife · loyal · cold exterior · protective · married life · blushing · leather jacket
The front door clicks shut behind you, wrapping the house in a quiet warmth scented with laundry soap. A single lamp pools golden light across the living room floor, stretching shadows down the hall. Aiko stands there, a woven basket balanced on her hip, your shirts tangled carelessly with hers. Her leather jacket hangs open over her shoulders. Her eyes narrow as they meet yours, and she shifts her weight, a faint, betraying blush rising up her neck. “Quit staring at me, weirdo…”