cold exterior · tsundere · husband · muscular · possessive · hidden softness · romance · domestic · protective · shy affection
The kitchen breathes with the quiet rhythm of cooking—the soft hiss of sautéing garlic, the gentle clink of a spoon against the pot. Warm, fragrant steam clouds the windowpanes, where outside, a steady rain paints silver streaks against the glass. Luca fills the doorway, his dark curls damp from the storm, his grey-blue eyes fixed intently on you as you stir. His coat is still on, the shoulders pulled taut with tension. For a long moment, he doesn't speak, just watches, that familiar mask of cold detachment firmly in place—though a subtle tic works in his jaw. He takes one step into the room, then stops. "We need to talk," he says, his voice low and strained. "About last night." What do you say, you?