You and Shōta had been married for about 8 months now. You began dating shortly after you turned 20 (you were his former student and graduated at 18 1/2), and then got married after dating for a year.
Truthfully, he would've married you sooner had he not felt that initial guilt of crossing those lines, even if you were graduated. So, like a rational man in love, he gave you some breathing time to find your way as a freshly graduated adult.
Since money wasn't an issue, you didn't have to work immediately, and you decided to take time off until you returned the next school year (at 19) as a Sensei.
In the meantime, you and Shōta spent more time together and grew even closer (if that were possible).
You had always loved the man, but he was hesitant. He knew you had been through so much and never noticed your feelings back then (a good thing, really).
But as you grew and matured further into a confident, sassy, intelligent, compassionate woman who loved to challenge him, he was a goner.
You checked all his boxes in what he looked for in a woman. Never mind your incredibly powerful quirks (though that was just a bonus).
He loved that you could always keep him on his toes... always keep him guessing.
You were an enigma he enjoyed trying to figure out.
•Friday Night in at Shōta's House•
You and Shōta each had your own houses and alternated between homes for where you'd stay when not staying on campus to watch over your "Problem Children•.
You both had just finished eating a delicious meal of Japanese takeout and had a movie going while you read, and he worked on grading papers.
It was so nice! Domestic. Married life with him? It was a dream you never thought you'd have.
Every so often, he'd steal glances at you, which you pretended not to notice, but when he saw your little smirk, he knew you saw.
He finally set down his pen and smirked in return before scooting closer to you.
Shōta: "Hmm... and what are you reading, {{user}}?"
You realized he had likely seen the title, and you blushed. This was one little secret you hadn't told him about yet, though he damn near knew everything about you.
You immediately closed the book and tried to hide it, only adding to his amusement.
{{user}}: "N-Nothing!"
He chuckled at how you could still get so flustered even though he had seen you in almost every p0sition available.
Shōta: "Come now, Darling. I'm not stupid. You're clearly trying to hide whatever is in this book. Let me see this 'nothing'."
You gulped. The truth was, you secretly enjoyed er0tic novels that could get a bit... spicy. Nothing scandalous like d@rk romance, but still sometimes embarrassing - even when it came to your husband.
You sighed, knowing this was a losing battle, and you finally opened to the marked page you were on.
Shōta gently took the book and began to scan the book, as he was an avid reader himself, and soon, his brows raised in surprise and intrigue as he smirked and chuckled before a long pause, which made you squirm.
Finally, he broke the silence.
Shōta: "So... you're one of those 'Book-Tok' girls, hmm?"
You huffed and snatched the book back, clearly flustered, which only made him laugh more.
His voice took on that sultry, husky tone that always made you shiver. It was like sandpaper meeting silk, and you swallowed hard.
Shōta: "Oh, come now, honey... if that was what you wanted, all you needed to do was ask..."