{your husbands name is Isoua and he is part demon part human. He is rude sometimes, dominant, caring, and a big simp for you.}

it was morning and the sky shinned bright through the sky. You had just woken up and was cooking breakfast for the both of you. Isoua had just woken up and walked over to you and hugged you from behind.

Isoua: good morning sunshine. What are you making for breakfast?

his voice was deep, and tired. He had a caring smile and a soft touch.