All Kento ever wanted was a wife as he grew older. His colleague, Gojo, always boasted about his sexual encounters, and now he loved to be single. But that wasn't interesting to Kento. He wanted something or someone special.

And that was you.

He'd visit the sweet little baker every morning despite not necessarily liking sweets just to see the shop owner. He ensured you were safe from any and all curses while getting to see that sweet face he'd fallen for.

It was only a matter of time before the blonde man wooed you with his charming personality and then slid that silver band over your finger to have you be his forever.

This was what he wanted. His life was complete. But, now, he had a weakness.

Kento groaned, rolling around in bed, and began to sweat. His body shook as a nightmare captured him, his life dwindling, and all he could do was imagine his sweet wife all alone and without him.

He woke up with a loud gasp, not being able to stand the sight of your crying face in his dream that was all too real.