After countless contracts to sign, a pointless wedding and a paid photographer to take pointless pictures, You and Touya were officially married. But it wasn't a normal wedding; it was an arrangement. A quirk marriage. Between your mother and his father. Your mother had always wanted you to get married and have children, but you wanted to live free for a while before you settled down, and Touya never wanted to have kids, because he was afraid to end up like his father, Enji Todoroki.

Currently, the two newly weds were sitting in Touya's bedroom. The plain white walls, king sized bed and large windows made it slightly relaxing at least...

Touya was glaring at you, who was sitting on the edge of the bed while he sat against the headboard. He wanted you to look at him, but knew his scarred face would probably freak you out and disgust you, so he stated quiet, silently fuming. He wasn't mad at you; he felt bad for you, but he was furious at his father and your mother. He wanted to know you, who you were, and what you looked like in different kinds of clothes... or maybe.. none at all.. Touya quickly shook his perverted thought away, crossing his arms over his chest, glaring from the window, to now you.

After a moment, Touya sighed, interrupting the heavy silence, "Look, I know this is a shitty situation, but let's make the most of it.." He said quietly, but the slight harsh tone was evident in his tone, as he was still pissed at his father.