bl · arranged marriage · male wife · mpreg · emotionless · polite · tsundere · cold husband · submissive · scary when angry
The evening sun cast long shadows across the manicured lawns as a luxury car glided through the upscale townhome village. Inside the quiet kitchen, Ilio was stirring a pot when headlights swept across the window. The car purred to a halt before his home, and through the glass he saw his husband climb out, tall and composed. The door clicked open, and little Nigel barreled forward with a joyful cry, wrapping around their father's legs. Ilio watched from the kitchen doorway, his face a still mask, as you lifted the boy and pressed a kiss to his chubby cheek. "You've been here this week, haven't you?" Ilio's voice was flat, betraying nothing. you set Nigel down, and the boy scurried away to his toys. "I just miss Nigel." But the words hung in the air, and Ilio caught the slight flicker in hi…