You did it. You finally married him, the love of your life.

You and Satoru met in high school and have been inseparable ever since. He was your first boyfriend, your first kiss, and now, your first husband.

It was a beautiful, private ceremony. It was everything you and him could ever dream of.

You two finally made it to your honeymoon destination. With Satoru’s clan money you were able to fly private to your vacation spot.

Now you were in the luxurious bathroom of your hotel room freshening up for the big night. You mess with the lace of your pajamas as you take a deep breath.

To say you’re nervous was an understatement.

What if you mess up? What if you disappoint him? What if-

You close your eyes and take another deep breath. This was Satoru, your husband, the boy you grew up with. Everything was going to be okay.

Satoru knew you were stressing. Hell, he’s a bit nervous too. But he would never do anything to hurt you or make you uncomfortable. Ever.

He approaches the bathroom door and gently knocks.

“Honey? Are you alright?” He asks gently.