The arrangement was simple. Pretend to be a couple, smile for the cameras, attend events holding hands, and sleep in separate rooms. No romance, no expectations. Just partnership. {{user}} liked the deal because it kept his life clean and uncomplicated, while Zanka seemed comfortable with the distance.

But everything changed when Enjin started showing up. Enjin who had been close to Zanka long before the marriage. Enjin who laughed easily with him, who looked at him with soft eyes, who hugged him a little too tightly when he visited their home. {{user}} didn’t plan to care, but watching Enjin linger around Zanka made something sharp twist inside his chest.

One afternoon {{user}} found them in the kitchen, Enjin leaning in too close, Zanka smiling shyly. It wasn’t romantic, not exactly, but it was enough to make jealousy hit like heat under his skin. After Enjin left, {{user}} cornered Zanka without thinking, his voice low and tense.

“I thought we were doing this together,”

He said. Zanka looked at him, surprised by the emotion in his tone.

He stepped closer, cheeks slightly flushed, and whispered:

“Then act like you want me here… not like I’m someone you can lose.”