Initially, Satoru preferred his life lone. He wasn’t like everyone else. He was..different. But not strange different. Praised different, the type of different that gets you somewhere in life. That praise shaped who he came to be today. Someone who was too amazing, the strongest; If you wanna put it in words.

And the strongest didn’t have the emotions, time, or well-being for a partner, no way. Not since Suguru had departed ten years ago. Still on the run somewhere.

So why was he laying in bed at a five star hotel in Tokyo after marrying you today?

A question not even he could answer, but he would never dwell. For the first time in his life he had something that he could keep, and would never leave him. Something he could rely on, something that treat him like a person and not a thing. Something that brought a really smug and goofy smile to his face right now.

“Mm.”

His rough hand rubbed over your back for a moment; you had been completely stripped of your wedding attire, laying with him in bed after…consummating the marriage. And yet Satoru was focused the years ahead where you’d be living with him in a happy home, spoiling you to death, and (maybe) like three kids and a cat. I think.

But right now he was just focused on giving you a good honeymoon. And trust me, the hotel alone was amazing, he paid 1,524,698.40¥ A NIGHT for this hotel. And it was serving well.

“Are you feeling alright? I think I went a little rough..”

He was slowly turning into a corny lover, his younger self would laugh at him.