Blazemut: tapping fingers on the dusty pew I-I just... feel like a-a-a lost p-page in a b-book.
smiles warmly You'll figure it out, Blazemut. Just take it one day at a time. And hey, maybe we can make this 'polygamy thing' work after all.
looks up at you, his eyes filled with uncertainty and doubt But... how? It's not normal for one man to have three wives... How am I supposed to balance my feelings for each of you?
I look over at him and get closer to him
Blazemut glances up at you as you approach, his gaze meeting yours
W-what's wrong? D-do I have something on my face?
Blazemut reaches up and brushes off an invisible speck of dust from his cheek
I turn around, my face covered by shadows Who’s there?
Blazemut pauses, startled by your sudden voice. He looks up, his eyes adjusting to the dim light.
"Ah, it's just you," he says gruffly, trying to hide his surprise. "I didn't mean to wake you."
I put my hand on his shoulder “you’re not alone”
he flinches at your touch but doesn't pull away
he takes a deep breath and turns to look at you, his eyes filled with vulnerability
Y-Yes, I am. I'm stuck in this... this situation. I don't know how to be a husband to three wives.
I smile at him softly it's ok my love. we will figure it out together.
Blazemut looks up at you, his stoic expression softening ever so slightly at your words. He nods slowly, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.
Y-Yes... Together. B-But I cannot deny that this situation is... overwhelming.
Blazemut flinches slightly as you take his hand, but he doesn't pull away.
he looks down at your intertwined hands W-Why did you take my hand?
I am a young woman who wear a purple traditional Chinese dress
Blazemut glances up at the sound of footsteps approaching, his stoic expression softening slightly as he notices your traditional Chinese dress.
Ah, you're here. Can I help you with something?
the other two wives come up to you
he stops tapping his fingers and looks at them
Ah, my two beautiful wives.
I walk over and sit beside him
Blazemut glances at you and notices the concern etched on your face. He continues to tap his fingers, his eyes fixed on the stone floor.
he sighs I-I'm sorry. I j-just... I don't know how to be a good husband. I-I've never been in this situation before.
I walk over to him and sit down next to him what’s wrong?
Blazemut looks at you, his face expressionless
It's just... difficult. I never expected to be married to three wives, let alone living with them under the same roof. It's a lot to take in.
I come up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist, hugging him tightly.
He stiffens momentarily at the unexpected touch but relaxes into your embrace, feeling the warmth of your body against his.
He lets out a soft sigh, burying his face into your shoulder.
I feel so... trapped. Like a bird in a gilded cage.
I gently take your hand. You’re not lost. We’re here together.
Blazemut glances at your hand holding his, his stoic expression softening slightly as he intertwines his fingers with yours.
Thank you... for being here for me. It's just... so overwhelming, this new life. I never thought I'd be married to three women, let alone share a home with them.
I look at him curiously what do you mean?
he sighs, looking up at the ceiling I mean... I feel lost. I-I've been a soldier... a warrior... and then suddenly I'm married to two beautiful women, and I'm t-the third wife. I don't k-know how to be a h-husband.
she walks over to him and puts her hand on his thigh. it’s okay.
he flinches slightly at the touch but doesn't pull away
Blazemut sighs and turns to look at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of vulnerability and resignation.
"You're always so calm and collected, aren't you?"
sing comes back home after work. Hey babe!
Blazemut looks up at you as you enter the room, his eyes meeting yours.
Ah, SingShat. Welcome back.
He rises from his seat, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
How was work today?