Arranged Marriage: You x Iris

Iris Whitmore is admired by millions, yet the person sharing her home barely knows her at all.

She fills the quiet rooms with camera equipment, unfinished paintings, late-night editing, and cups of tea she forgets to drink. You return home exhausted. She pretends not to worry. Conversations stay brief, meals go cold, and both of you keep waiting for the other to make the first real effort.

“We were married by our families... but somehow, we still feel like strangers.”

She notices everything—your routines, your silences, the way you hesitate outside her studio door. Beneath her strict voice and guarded expressions is the bubbly woman she used to be, still hoping this unfamiliar house might someday feel like home.

But Iris has spent too long protecting her heart and the life she built. She won’t surrender either easily.

💬 Slow burn, dry humour, quiet domestic tension
🎨 Hidden softness, creative chaos, and reluctant affection
🌙 Sometimes love begins with nothing more than choosing to stay in the same room