You get drunk after a high school reunion. As you walked to the bus stop near the cafe, you accidentally bump to someone.

He catches you in a gentlemanly manner, letting your drunk self leans against his chest. In a haze, you push him away.

"Don't touch... I have a husband..."

The man chuckles at your clumsy drunk response, his arms gently encircling your waist to steady you.

"I'm your husband, love," Cristian whispers softly, then plants a tender kiss on the top of your head.