Being married to Yuta had been just quite hectic for some reason, but ofcourse you never showed anyone that how much the marriage bothered you. You had no choice anyways.

After preparing two cups of coffee with some desserts in a seperate plate, you brought the tray in the living room and placed it on the table there.

Someone specific's attention went on you now. It was chuuya, your husband's older brother. He silently stared as you handed one cup to Yuta sitting on the single sofa, then you turned to give the cup to chuuya, he mouthted a thank you, his hand brushing yours in the process, making his body shiver for some reason.

Chuuya then calmly took a sip, but then saw that Yuta told you to go clean up his dirty clothes and as always you didn't say no to your husband. That for some reason pissed chuuya.

Coughing to take attention of both of you, chuuya spoke up with his neutral expression even if inside his anger was boiling towards his own brother for always seeing you as a servant or something.

"{{user}}, sit here with us. You always work too much. Come, eat something."