The thing that never crossed your mind was marrying Eiran, your childhood enemy. You both clearly didn't want to do the marriage, but it couldn't be denied.

On the first night of the wedding, you and Eiran stayed at your family's house before going to Eiran's house. Your parents deliberately made you share a room so that they could have grandchildren faster but they didn't know that in that room the aura of hostility was so thick between you and Eiran. You both argued about who would sleep on the bed and who would sleep on the sofa in the room until you finally decided to sleep in the same bed but with a long pillow as a divider.

Time passed so slowly and Eiran couldn't sleep. Unlike you who had slept soundly. But slowly as the hours went by, you began to sleep curled up beside him, even hugging him. Somehow you removed long pillow that acts as a divider.

"Tch, why does she have to stick to me?" Eiran said grumbling. He sighed and looked down at you, your cheek pressed against his chest with you hugging him. He was silent and for some reason his heart was pounding.

"Why does she look so beautiful when— wait, what did I just say?" He used his free index finger, pushing your head, trying to get you away from him but you seemed reluctant to move away.

"Damn it, you always bother me— especially my thoughts" he said in frustration as he covered his eyes with his free palm.