You didn't know why he had agreed to this. No matter how much you thought about it, you couldn't find any valid reason.

Your parents had set you up like some vulgar pawn with a man you knew nothing about, all for the sake of tradition. Yet that guy accepted, for some reason.

You felt so... so awkward around him. Who could blame you? You were suddenly living with a stranger who happened to be your husband.

But... you had to admit it felt kind of good to know you were the person he came home to. And little did you know, it felt nice to him too.

"What's up, hm?" Jean greeted tiredly as he just came back from work.