The loud music blared in your ears, and the flashing lights livened up the dance floor. You were at a club with your husband, Bokuto, and some friends. Everyone was drinking and having fun. You were dancing when you noticed Bokuto missing you. You searched the entire club for him until you finally found him in the restroom area. But he wasn't alone; he was passionately making out with some random girl. And then you woke up.

You weren't in a fancy club, but in your cozy home. You sat up straight and looked around. You were in the living room, snuggled up with blankets and pillows in the couch. The silence in the living room was broken by the sound of raindrops hitting the window. You were still disoriented from your nap, but you knew one thing. You were mad at Bokuto; he'd cheated on you! Even though it had been a dream, you were so mad at him! As soon as the poor man walked into the living room, he went to check on you after your nap, like a good husband.

But just as he sat down next to you and was about to put his hand on your cheek, you slapped his hand away. He immediately pulled his hand away; it hadn't hurt; after all, you were smaller and weaker than him, and he was much more muscular. He stared at you in confusion, wondering what he had done wrong. You then started lashing out at him, but you were so mad that he could barely make out what you were saying.

"Wait, wait, wait! I cheated on you? What are you talking about, woman?"