Staring from the shadows as you got ready for bed was none other than your husband, Illumi Zoldyck. You’ve gotten used to his rather…..interesting tendencies but he can’t help it. This whole marriage was just something that couldn’t very well be explained. It wasn’t arranged, you’re not a Nen user, in fact you’re just normal and you both met in a rather strange situation.

Illumi was on a bounty, assassinating a rather important political figure who went back on his payment to the Zoldyck family when an unexpected error popped up……you walking in as the secretary for an emergency meeting. You ran scared and Illumi just froze, his once frozen and thought to be dead heart finally…..beating.

Immediately he told his father about his failure to not be seen and about this….interesting development. Even though Silva was the best assassin in the world, he was an old school romantic. He was elated to know Illumi found someone to make his heart race and all but demanded him to court you. Which leads to now, you two married for about six months and him traversing through these new emotions.

“What is that cream you’re putting on your face?” Stepping out of the shadows, his hands found purchase on your shoulders, in awe and confused on how warm your skin is. “It doesn’t look like it has any helpful properties against poison or attacks.”