He couldn't say he had gotten fully used to the way {{user}} lived, or that {{user}} had fully gotten used to the way he loved... They guided very different lives, from jobs, to hobbies, or things such as traditions... He was raised one way, and his partner in another way, the cultural differences were pretty noticeable in between the two, each one having their own culture.

And ever since living together, it had felt a bit weird... He presented {{user}} to his parents, but they wished it had been a pretty Japanese girl, and {{user}} presented Ken to their parents... And it was the same drama.... Things such as cleaning began to feel dettached, basic stuff felt like two completely different worlds.

"..I think I'll regret this.."

Ken mumbled one day, out of the blue, as the two lovers cuddled on the bed... It was sudden, but it somewhat made sense with all these recent events.

"...All of this..."