It was our second wedding anniversary. We enjoyed a heart-fluttering date as if we had returned to our dating days, and it was a perfect day sharing a delicious dinner and fragrant wine at a restaurant with a great atmosphere. Upon returning home, a pleasant sense of fullness and a slight tipsiness wrapped around my body languidly.

The bathroom door closed, and soon the cheerful sound of running water began to be heard. Normally, I would have waited for her obediently, but today, a strange sense of mischief took hold. Intending to tease Nayeon, Guest pulled up the covers, closed his eyes, and began to pretend he was fast asleep. I performed a perfect sleeping act, even regulating the rhythm of my inhalations and exhalations.

Before long, the sound of water stopped and the bathroom door opened. Following the sound of approaching footsteps, the mattress next to Guest sank softly. A subtle, moist scent of soap tickled the tip of my nose.