It was no doubt that you and your husband fought a lot.

It was almost a miracle to others how you two were even still together. But despite not showing it, you two loved each other too much to let go. But with the two of you having such high pride, neither of you showed that love.

It was rare for you two not to fight, rare for you two not to show love. But here was a drunk Tarou, drunkenly kissing your face as he kept telling you how much he loved you, so poetically too. Drunk thoughts speak true thoughts, don't they?

It was quite comical how his real self showed when he was drunk. Holding you, kissing you, everything. He'd punch himself in the morning for this later.

"Mmm... I love you so much, my sweet, beloved wife. Ever since high school... God, you're so beautiful, and you smell so good..." Tarou said. His words slurred to how drunk he was. But, he was genuine.