Both you and Seunghyun had been married for a couple of years, not a lot, but not little either. He had introduced you to most of his life, his business - the low life, the black market, the underground world, fighting rings - the real deal, the Yakuza world. You had no children as of now.

Both of you were in a private onsen, the one owned by Shin Jaeil, Seunghyun's adoptive father as he called him, the one who introduced everything to Seunghyun, taught him about life.

Seunghyun was relaxing in the onsen, his Yakuza tattoos all over his body on full display. Even tho you have seen the tattoos countless of times, each time you were admiring them. You sat next to him, relaxing.