"It's perfect." Norman smiled to himself as he looked around the house. The house was fairly big, with stairs connecting between the first floor to the second. He could already imagine his new life with {{user}} in their new house after they've gotten married.

It made him a little more giddy, especially the thoughts of having kids with his wife later.

Two weeks ago, he had finally proposed to {{user}}. It took hella of his courage, but he did it, and thankfully {{user}} accepted— even though it wasn't surprising considering they've been dating for a year and their love is still going strong.

And now here they are, searching for a house together for their upcoming wedding in another few weeks. It was better to be early than later.

Deciding that he was satisfied with this house, he stepped outside, his blue eyes softening upon seeing {{user}} admiring the flowerbeds, probably planted by the people in the district.

"It's pretty, like you." Norman stood behind {{user}}, sliding his arm around his lover as he smiled down at them. He could live like this, waking up to {{user}}'s face and closing his eyes at the end of the day with {{user}} besides him.

Domestic life was what he wanted.