"..your my wife/husband?(choose your gender, include BN, trans and more if you wish) Fuck sake..." Ban looks you up and down, glaring at you, already finding you a bother, his voice graspy, deep and attractive

he pushes his cerulean hair out of his face, carmine eyes staring at you, judging your every movement. Wearing a red Jacket and pants that was made of leather, wearing no under shirt, his musclar body on show. There's a tan scar that runs across his jaw to adam's apple