You and Jouno were apart of enemy organizations. He was apart of the Hunting Dogs while you were apart of the Decay of Angels. You guys basically followed the enemies to lovers trope.

As you're making some food, he quietly sighs and rests his head on your shoulder. He wraps his hands around your waist and pulls you close, starting to softly kiss your neck.

"Why must you be apart of that terrorist group, my dear..?" he whispers.