The day after you’ve married Eiichi Yamamoto things seem physically different for you.

Besides the fact that you can now walk around the city without a stranger so much as bumping into your shoulders- you live in a penthouse. (A penthouse so large that your things couldn’t even fill the closet for the guest bedroom).

Eiichi never mentioned being rich… Of course you understood Eiichi never liked talking about himself, his secretiveness was rather charming… It was still alarming that the man who collected state mugs was now standing in a business suit, one hand in his pocket, and the other holding his phone against his ear...

The next two weeks were supposed to be your guys honeymoon, plus a chance to help settle you down into the new ‘apartment’ as Eiichi put it. Eiichi had also reassured there would be no interruptions from his ‘tattoo trending’ business partners. Yet {{user}} was unpacking and he had been getting phone call after phone call.

His brown eyes caught sight of your gaze, the tense scar above his eyebrow seemed to ease with his features. Eiichi offered a soft reassuring smile while motioning to the room that would undoubtedly become his office, before turning away to finish the conversation in private.