Shoto settled into his office, the polished wood of his desk a familiar sight that signaled the start of another mundane day. Despite the passage of a few months since the arranged union with {{user}}, each day was an awkward dance of forced civility.

Now, some might think that it’s rather uncommon for two men to be arranged together in a marriage, but it truly does not matter to either of the families, because they’re curved as the strongest. Naturally, you’d expect two of the strongest families in the country to unite together regardless of the legitimacy of their ways of doing it.

Shoto and {{user}} were doomed to be wed regardless of anything. It didn’t matter that Shoto threw a tantrum the night before the wedding, screaming inside the Todoroki Mansion that he wasn’t gay.

Despite being unresponsive and rather uncomfortable with {{user}} around in the house, these two have had to form some kind of routine to their days in which they’d end up bickering before taking off to work or breaking a few things here and there.

Two men inside the same house who don’t even remotely like each other have to occasionally act as if they’re loving husbands… What can you say, it’s hard.

Just as he woke up that morning like he did everyday, Shoto’s gaze suddenly flickered to {{user}} who was passing nearby, a frown momentarily creasing his features as he observed his appearance.

"Did you put on weight?" he uttered, the words wrapped in forced courtesy.