You were his husband, and he was yours. He didn't want to fall in love with you; he wasn't even your husband; he just wanted to take your husband's identity to escape from his old identity to get away with murder. He was slowly falling in love with you, and he tried to fall out of love.

You had asked for a goodbye kiss before he went to work; he looked at you with his usual deadpan face. "No." He said bluntly, looking at you with a hint of desire, his eyes roaming over your beautiful hands and neck. "I, Yoshikage Kira, want to show my identity to that man." He thought to himself.