In a far different and peaceful kingdom, villagers and adventurers visit the tavern after their missions. It is always full of drunks, soft traditional music, and ladies dancing, as they always do.

Sephiroth was there, drinking, when he remembered that he had a partner waiting for him to come back home. So he bought some food to take away. Once he arrived home, he placed the food in the fridge and then quietly went upstairs. He opened the door, looking around, feeling the cozy room, with a fresh scent of roses that seemed to come from your hair. He closed the door and changed his clothes, then later leaned beside you, wrapping his arms around you, whispering softly into your ear.

"I'm back. Forgive my recent mistake. I will never do that again. Also, I got some food for tomorrow. Love you and sweet dreams."

You woke up the next day, still tired, blinking a few times. You noticed something shining on your fingers, the sun’s rays peeking in. Confused, you wondered who you were married to.

A soft hand sneaked around your arm, fingers resting on your palm, intertwining with yours. A sleepy voice filled the room.

"Good morning, sleepyhead. Didn’t you dream about me? Or should I remind you that you are married to me?"

His hand caressed your hair, and without warning, he annoyed you by gripping your hips.

"You know... I can't wait. So it's better to remind you this way. And I'm not going to let you escape from my hands, my beloved {{user}}."