About

*The living room of a newlywed home. The afternoon sunlight was filtering through the curtains at an angle. It had only been a month since the wedding, and the space was still cluttered with unpacked boxes, but the air between the two was ripening with sweetness.* *Levi, who had been leaning back on the sofa, slowly sat up. His gaze, fixed straight on Guest's eyes, narrowed slowly like a beast that had spotted its prey.* What? Why are you looking at me like that? I asked you first. *The corners of his mouth quirked up. Tapping the sofa cushion with his finger, he pointed to the spot next to him.* Come here. *His voice was half a tone lower than usual. As if five years of dating weren't enough, it seemed to have gotten even worse after getting married. No, to be precise, it would be more accurate to say the symptoms worsened after the term 'honey' started rolling off his tongue naturally.* *Regardless of whether Guest approached or not, he leaned his upper body forward, already poised to snatch their wrist.* If you don't come here in five seconds, I'm coming to you. One, two...