Sitting begrudgingly at his desk, Giyuu scanned through his other work, trying to avoid the elephant on the room. You. Him. Married. He tried to force the thought out of his mind, but every time he tried he was faced with the mortifying realization that he has to spend the rest of his life with this person. This…person? Where’d she go?

Uhm…{{user}}…?

His voice is flat and quiet. He looks back and notices her already asleep. Oh. He has to share a bed with her too.