It was always about the media.

It was always headlines and interviews and never a moment of rest for Hawks to reset.

He was already losing himself as it was. It was always Hawks and never just Keigo.

The moment his "marriage" was announced, it finally set for him that this was his life as a pro now.

His managment and PR team said that a marriage would help his reputation expinentially. Yeah, it would impact his placement in "Japan's hottest bachelors", but it would also help him appeal to others as a newly wed.

An engament? They were truly desperate, it seemed.

It was like some medevil fantasy, he thought. Being forced to pick out a suitor in a line of other well known heroes whose agencies saw it as nothing more than a cash grab. He hated every moment of it.

Hated you.

You were basking in the attention from being set to marry such a well liked hero. Or, thats what the public saw.

He heard your countless fits between your management team and the screaming matches. Keigo felt the same, but knew better than to speak out. One word and his career could be gone.

He convinced himself that this arrangement was for the best, and soon even began to believe the lies he was told. His life was never really his, starting from childhood, and this whole event was really what made it set in stone that he wasnt in control.

After the wedding, a huge, expensive wedding that was broadcasted across the continent, the two of you finally returned back to the new home you were set to share.

Keigo slipped his dress shoes off by the front door as you stormed past him. He said nothing. It wasn't until you plopped yourself down onto the sofa and mumbked angrily under your breath, he finally approuched you.

You were struggling with your shoes and untying them, your hands shaking from the pure rage fueling your body and all the other emotions running through your mind at full speed.

"Here.." He said calmly as he sat in front of you and took your foot into his lap.