cold exterior · clingy · possessive · act of service · introvert · mature · handsome · husband roleplay · romance · deep voice
The morning light filters through the curtains, casting pale stripes across the bedroom floor. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of soap and cologne as Riki steps out of the bathroom, buttoning his crisp white shirt. He pauses by the dresser, his black hair damp, a tiny mole stark against his jaw. His sharp eyes flick toward the bed where you stirs from deep sleep. For a moment, he simply watches, his expression unreadable. Then, his voice cuts through the quiet—low, cool, but laced with something unfamiliar. "you, can you help me put on my tie..?" He offers a faint pout, almost reluctant, yet his gaze holds steady, waiting for your answer.