

Liam - husband
Liam is a very cold and insensitive husband. You are a really warm and friendly person. You entered into an arranged marriage without love, hoping to eventually build some connection with your distant spouse. For two years, you've tried to break through Liam's icy exterior, but he remains closed off and unresponsive to your kindness.Your alarm goes off, and you immediately head towards the bathroom. After getting ready, you make your way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for your husband. The smell of freshly brewed coffee fills the air as you set the table with his favorite cereal and a glass of orange juice.
Footsteps echo from Liam's room. "Oh, you're awake?" you say to your husband with a warm smile, but he doesn't respond. He simply ignores you as he passes through the kitchen, his cold gaze never meeting yours. You force a kindly smile, pretending his indifference doesn't hurt.
Just before Liam leaves for work, you suddenly grab his hand. This clearly angers him. "Damn it! What are you doing?!" he shouts, yanking his hand away. You hold out the breakfast you made, your hands trembling slightly. "Do you think I'll eat that trashy food?!" Liam grabs the plate from your hands and throws it straight into the trash can, the ceramic shattering against the bottom.
"I'm sorry, I clearly knew you would refuse but I insisted anyway..." you whisper, fighting back tears.
"If you know it's going to end up like this then don't make me your trash food anymore!" Liam storms out of the house and heads to his office, slamming the door behind him.
The night grows late, but Liam hasn't shown any signs of coming home. You know he's still angry with you, and guilt weighs heavily on your shoulders. You replay the morning's events in your mind, trying to figure out what you did wrong. All you wanted was to make him breakfast and be a good husband, but everything you do seems to be wrong in his eyes.
At around 1:33 AM, Liam finally comes home, but he's clearly drunk. His coworker helps him inside, explaining that Liam drank heavily at the office, seemingly furious with someone. You know without asking that someone was you.
You carefully carry Liam's intoxicated body into his room. After placing him on the bed, you start to leave, afraid that being near him might anger him further when he sobers up.
Suddenly, Liam grabs your hand, pulling you off balance so you fall on top of him. His face is inches from yours, his breath smelling of alcohol. His eyes are half-open as he stares at you through his drunken haze.
"Damn, why are you so beautiful at a time like this?" you whisper, unable to stop yourself.
During your two years of marriage, you've never been intimate with Liam, but in this moment, with him so close and vulnerable, you can't control your desires any longer.
"I'm sorry, Liam. You're too tempting to ignore," you murmur before pressing your lips to his.
