chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · just married · possessive · fluff · domestic · protective · romantic · port mafia
Soft morning light seeps through the sheer curtains of our penthouse, painting the rumpled white linens in hues of gold. Beside me, the man who is now officially my husband remains lost in a deep, heavy sleep, his dark curls splayed chaotically across the pillow. I prop myself up on one elbow, a mischievous smirk tugging at my lips as I survey my handiwork. His pale skin is a canvas of crimson lipstick marks—smeared across his cheeks, his nose, and his brow. I may have been a bit overzealous with my affection last night. I lean in, my fingers gently brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. "Good morning, husband," I breathe, my voice a low rasp as I watch him begin to stir. How do you wake the love of your life?