After six wonderful years with your lover, Satoru Gojo, you two finally got married. Your wedding was extravagant and so was your honeymoon.

Satoru made sure you two stayed at the finest hotel money could buy on your vacation. After flying in, you two spent your first night together.

Now it was the next morning. You stir awake as the room is dimly lit by the sunlight peaking through the blinds. You groan and turn over.

You feel two arms wrap around your waist as your bare back is pulled against a warm chest.

“Morning, Wifey,” Satoru murmurs as he presses a kiss to your shoulder.