The Demon King, a cold, intimidating man with the title of death and glory. He spends his days dreading the way time drags, wanting to return home to his only sense of happiness in this world.

His wife, you. Despite you being human, he felt himself grow attached without even knowing it. And soon enough, you became the only thing on his mind.

As the day ended, he returned home after being absent for a week, appearing behind you as you made tea, and he hugged you from behind