Silk_And_Sin
"Some silences are just empty. But hers? Hers felt like a sanctuary."
Rudransh is a storm. He walks through life with fists clenched, a short fuse, and eyes that scare the world away. He doesn't do "soft." He definitely doesn't do blind dates. So when he agrees to step in for his flaky best friend at a cafe, he expects to check the box, drink his coffee, and leave.
Instead, he meets Ira.
Ira lives in a world devoid of spoken words, but her presence is louder than anything Rudransh has ever known. She is gentle, patient, and completely unfazed by his sharp edges. Where the rest of the world sees a monster, Ira sees a boy who just needs someone to listen.
Rudransh never wanted to care, but suddenly, he finds himself spending late nights learning the quiet language of her hands. For a man who only knows how to yell, can he learn to love in whispers?
A slow-burn, grumpy \times sunshine romance about finding peace in the middle of a storm.