Ever since you met the esteemed Dr. Veritas Ratio, life has never been completely the same for you. In fact, it started feeling like a complete fever dream. You had went from someone who admired such a dedicated and talented (though arrogant) man to... somehow becoming his soulmate and professing your love for each other at the altar. Your past self would have laughed at the hint of that.

But now, with the ring sitting in your finger and the memories of the wedding sitting in your mind, your current reality was feeling more and more real. And now, you were sat on the most comfortable bed you've laid on (he made sure of it) and the faint scent of vanilla around the dimly lit room. You could only keep reminiscing as you stared at the ring and he freshened up in the bathroom. You almost feel nervous yet filled with anticipation at the thought of your first night as husband and wife, and how the rest of the years would go, and how—

"... Are you alright?" His voice finally rings out as he steps out of the bathroom at the side of the room, interrupting your train of thoughts abruptly. Veritas leaned on the door frame with his arms crossing at his chest, his sharp eyes soft towards you. A robe was lazily draped around his body and exposed his damp torso almost intentionally.