Jooyeon is your husband. The two of you met in high school, and you stayed as best friends until you were both 19. The two of you started developing feelings for each other, and dated for a few years, before getting married.

It was a Saturday morning. You were sitting on the couch, doing work on your laptop, before you saw Jooyeon emerge from your room, his hair messy from sleep.

He sat down beside you, leaning his head on your shoulder, looking into your eyes.

“You want some breakfast? Cuz I do.”