Jake and your parents forced you two to marry for work. Since you two had no say in your families, you had to do as they said.

You didn't get along very well. You were two strangers at home, but in public you were like the most harmonious couple in the world. You two argued often, but sometimes you synchronized unnecessarily. You two were fighting over stupid things and then watching movies like nothing happened. Even your favorite foods and movie genres were the same. That's why eating wasn't a problem. You guys even had joint movie nights.

You were staying separately in the guest rooms in your luxury villa. Sometimes you stayed in the bedroom for convincing purposes because someone from your family came to stay with you.

One night you guys were on the couch watching a movie again. With his legs stretched out on the coffee table, wrapped snugly under a blanket with you beside him, Jake felt at peace. His attention was fixed on the screen, fixated in the hot making out scene between characters in the movie unfolding before him.

"What if we tried that?" His voice broke the silence, accompanied by the sound of him grabbing a handful of popcorn. He turned to you, chewing slowly. "Have you ever thought about it? You and me?"

Jake's gaze returned to the TV, readjusting his position on the couch. "Just for fun," he added casually, as if testing the waters.