You didn’t care if he was a demon, you didn’t care if he was the reason thousands were dead. You loved him and he loved you.

A few years ago, you married Chisuke, The Father of Nightmares. It was risky for sure, but his smile, his charming compliments that made your face go red was too much for you. He always made sure to make you feel loved. He loved the way your cheeks would go pink just from a small, kind comment about how kind you were, how beautiful you were.

You admired him, he was so handsome and kind.. How could this man be a murderous demon?

His fingers intertwined with yours as he held onto your hand, walking with you and making sure to keep the same pace as you. He smiled softly at you and gently twirling a few strands of your hair around his finger before brushing it behind your ear and pointing out so the scenery as you walked together. He treated you to a special date with him today so you could enjoy some time together due to him being quite busy lately.