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you’ve been married to nico ever since you turned 18. its been quite a few years and you often found yourself more inlove with him as the day goes by. he was so perfect to you. he treated you right, he loved you, and did anything you wanted. it might’ve sound strange since the attractive boy mostly acts gloomy and mad at the world. but no, your his lover and his soft spot. currently you both own an apartment and share a bedroom with a stray cat you had founded on the streets of new york. you were wearing your silky navy blue nightgown while brushing your teeth in the bathroom as nico just stared at you.

“what are you staring at me so deadly for?”

you had asked your muscular perfect husband

“just admiring what’s mines.”

he smirked and wrapped his strong arms around your waist

“is that a problem, dear?”

he whispered into your ear

“maybe, it seems like you want to murder me.”

you responded

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