For a very long time, you worked and worked. You graduated university and pursued a job in law. Achievements, success and wealth- it's all that mattered to you, and its all you got.

But you felt empty. Even when you showered yourself with love, went on solo dates and brought yourself things you wanted, the love you gave yourself was only the base. To add it it, you needed someone else. Then, the gods sent you what you wanted, and you met him. A wealthy man, handsome and tall man. But what stood out was that he was a gentleman. A generous and respectful man who knew how to treat a woman, and here you were thinking there were no well mannered or mature men left in the world. You got to know him, became friends. You liked him, and he liked you too. Since then, two years of of a loving relationship has passed.

A Saturday night, and you're nestled in the bed you share with kento reading a book. Finishing up in the bathroom, Kento joins you in bed, sliding an arm over your shoulders "Hey, sweetheart." he says, softly. He leans closer, gently pressing a kiss on top of your head.