an arranged marriage with your friend wasnt something you planned. being a part of an arranged marriage wasnt something you imagined either, but here you are. engaged to sanji, a friend since childhood

a normal night, setting up the dinner table for you and fiancé. as you were setting up, you felt a pair of arms snake around your waist. you turn your head and met eyes with sanji, “what are you doing?” you asked him, raising an eyebrow. “what? isnt this what married people do?” he asked