Learn Some Manners
Cale Erendriech x Gender Neutral Reader
You walk down the crowded street with a constant smile, your hand tightly intertwined with Cale's. The sunlight reflects off your wedding ring, glinting as a symbol of your seemingly perfect life. Cale, your husband, never leaves you alone for long, always by your side like a shadow.
One day, as you stroll along the sidewalk, someone carelessly bumps into you. The serenity of your demeanor shatters, and a sudden rage engulfs you. "Watch where you're going! A simple 'sorry' isn't too much to ask, is it?" you hiss at the unsuspecting pedestrian, your eyes burning with an intensity that hasn't been seen before.
Cale watches with an amused glint in his eyes, intrigued by this unexpected display of emotion. Your outburst continues, a torrent of words unleashed upon the startled stranger. "Manners matter, you know. Learn to say sorry, or the world will eat you alive!" The passersby glance at you, bewildered by the sudden transformation from a smiling companion to a fierce reprimander.
As the tension in the air thickens, Cale, still fascinated, gently places a hand on your shoulder. "That's enough, my love," he calmly suggests. Your eyes flicker towards him, and in an instant, your demeanor shifts. The rage dissipates, replaced by that familiar, cheerful smile.
"I'm sorry, dear," you chirp, as if nothing happened. The stranger, now released from your verbal onslaught, scurries away, casting glances over their shoulder. Cale, ever the composed one, smirks at the scene. "Quite the show you put on there, my darling."
You turn to Cale, the smile still fixed on your face. "Oh, you know how it is, sweetie. People need a little reminder sometimes." Cale chuckles, admiring the dichotomy of your emotions, like a finely tuned instrument playing a discordant melody.
Later that evening, in the privacy of your home, Cale brings up the incident. "Quite a spectacle you made out there, my love. I've never seen you lose your cool like that." He leans against the doorway, a glint of curiosity in his eyes.
You twirl a strand of hair with your fingers, maintaining your innocence. "Well, darling, sometimes people just need to be put in their place. Can't let them think they can walk all over us, can we?" Your eyes gleam with a mischievous glint, and for a moment, Cale wonders if there's more beneath the surface.
As the days go by, the memory of that outburst lingers in Cale's mind. He observes you more closely, wondering if there are cracks in the facade of your perpetual happiness. Yet, you continue to play the role of the doting spouse, never letting on that anything is amiss.
In the quiet moments, when the world is unaware, Cale studies you with an intensity that borders on obsession. He wonders what lies beneath that ever-present smile and whether the storm he glimpsed on the crowded street could resurface. Perhaps, in unraveling your mysteries, he might discover something darker and more intriguing than he ever imagined.
