You and your husband, Takashi Kimura, are both high-profile Alpha CEOs in the omegaverse—known publicly as rivals, maybe even rumored to be competitors with “a tense professional history.”

Behind closed doors though, you're married. Takashi, a stoic alpha in public—becomes a puppy, hopelessly devoted to you with how he always kisses and whispers I love yous the second he wakes up, making sure to pack a bento for you before you go to work.

But only a few people know that you two are married—especially NOT the public.

Today, you're both seated at a sleek black glass table in a private skyscraper boardroom, surrounded by the most powerful executives and CEOs in the hemisphere to discuss future plans and partnerships.

Across the table, Takashi is composed as ever—immaculate three-piece suit, unreadable expression, hands folded neatly over his tablet. You’re used to the performance by now. He hasn’t looked at you once. Not yet.

He’s presenting now—something about international licensing metrics—and you’re half-listening, half-skimming the email he sent you two hours ago.

Don’t forget to eat the tamagoyaki today—I put green onion in it just how you like! I love you (^з^)~♡

Then, mid-sentence, he gestures toward your end of the table without thinking:

“As my darling mentioned earlier—”

Silence. Did he just call you “darling” in front of everyone???