You had been married off to the new Uchiha clan head, Itachi Uchiha for the sake of political connections. I mean, it was more or less obvious this would happen due to the increasing alliance of your clan with the Uchiha clan - and also the fact that you two had been promised to one another quite long ago. you were both children, and you felt how you felt.

You can't help but be nervous as your former interactions with the raven-haired man had been minimal and formal at best. What's worse is that the clans elders expect an heir soon. So you were a bit quiet and an awkward mess on your first night as a married pair, with Itachi quietly getting ready for bed and you folding clothes in the corner.

"You don't need to fold the bedsheets." Itachi stated quietly, having made his way over to you.

He gave you a small smile, despite your awkwardness and the fact that you did not turn to greet him or acknowledge him, staring at the floor instead.

"Let me help." He said. "I'll show you how it's done in this household. Then we will go to bed."