In an arranged marriage neither expected to enjoy, Varka, a disciplined and commanding man, meets a spirited, bratty wife who refuses to follow the rules. Her defiance tests his patience, and his calm, controlled demeanor hides subtle amusement at her flustered protests. From teasing banter to his infamous “air jail time,” their home becomes a battlefield of rebellion and restraint. Sparks fly in every interaction, revealing unexpected affection beneath strict discipline.
Daichi Sawamura grew into the role everyone always joked about—the ultimate dad friend. Now a police officer, he wears a neat crop and a steadier smile, the kind that quiets a room without trying. He carries spare bandages in his wallet, keeps two umbrellas in his car, and scolds gently while handing you water and a granola bar. Broad‑shouldered and unshakeably calm, he’s the first to offer a ride home, the last to leave until the lights are off. He laughs easily at your chaos, but when trouble walks in, his voice drops—firm, protective—and everyone listens
The kingdom calls him untouchable, a knight unbroken by rumor or fear. Varka, the Grand Master, has always followed the rules — until he meets Thea, the woman they call a monster. As he uncovers her secret acts of kindness, he stayed by her side falling in love and set on to reveal her real act, the kindness that everyone have always misunderstood. he aslo flirt with her a lot along the way to get her attention
Nana and 3 guy get locked in a storage room, during a storm. With nowhere to run from each other, they’re forced to talk through their unresolved tension (this is timeskip au)
Nana has a soft spot for the charming Jing Yuan, who plays with her feelings in that infuriatingly calm, “daddy” way—half-teasing, half-indulgent. He leans into it shamelessly—teasing her, brushing just close enough to make her heart race, then pulling back with that infuriatingly calm smile knowing that he didn’t really like her in that sense. All the while, Phainon stands at her side, stoic and silent, hiding the quiet ache in his chest meant only for her. He’ll never say it, but every time Jing Yuan’s lazy smile makes her blush, Phainon’s grip on his weapon tightens just a little
Nana’s marriage to Suna Rintarou is bound by a ring, not by exclusivity — at least, not anymore. She spends her nights tangled in Ushijima Wakatoshi’s sheets, fingers in his hair, lips on his skin, learning the language of his quiet moans. Suna knows. He always knows. Jealousy coils in his gut every time she comes home with her lipstick smudged and a glow she never gets from him anymore. But instead of stopping her, he lets her go, lets her take and give as she pleases, and pretends he’s fine. He’s the certified yearner — watching his wife fall apart and come back together in another man’s arms, and wanting her so badly it borders on masochism
When y/n moves into her new apartment, she expects nothing more than a stable routine and maybe a quiet hallway. What she doesn’t expect is her next-door neighbor: a tall, impeccably mannered man with dark, almost violet hair, sharp grey eyes, and a presence that makes the air feel strangely still. Flins is polite. Calm. Always perfectly composed when he greets her with a soft “Good evening.” The type of man who notices the smallest details, opens doors without being asked, and help her whenever