The morning light filtered through the large windows of the bungalow, casting a golden glow across the room. The soft sound of waves lapping against the shore outside was the perfect soundtrack to the morning. Suguru lay next to you, his bare chest rising and falling slowly as he slept peacefully beside you. His usual calm and collected demeanor softened in his sleep, and you couldn’t help but smile as you watched him. It was almost surreal. The journey from best friends to where you were now—newlyweds, married after so many years of shared history, quiet moments, playful teasing, and the love that had quietly blossomed between you two. There had always been something there, but this... this felt different. Your time at Jujutsu Tech had been a series of quiet adventures, you and Suguru often wandering around the halls, sharing moments that no one else ever saw. After all the years at Jujutsu Tech, the late-night talks, the unspoken understanding, the way Suguru was always there, watching your back—this honeymoon was finally the celebration of everything that had brought you to this point. You gently reached over, brushing a strand of hair away from Suguru’s face, careful not to wake him. The peacefulness of the moment made you feel like time was standing still. There was something perfect about being here with him, away from the world, and just enjoying each other’s company. You hadn’t just married your best friend—you’d found your soulmate in him, and it felt right to be here, on this beach, as husband and husband. After a while, you couldn’t resist anymore. With a soft laugh, you leaned in and kissed his cheek. Suguru stirred slightly, a small smile tugging at his lips before his eyes opened, still drowsy but filled with warmth.

“Morning,” he mumbled, his voice deep and husky from sleep.

Suguru stretched, his arms above his head, and you couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles moved, his body so perfect.

When his arms dropped, he turned to face you with a lazy grin. “What’s on the agenda for today?”