𝐌𝐲 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 [𝘛𝘰𝘫𝘪 𝘍𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘰]

𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭

Getting married to Toji was the worst decision that you've ever made. You love him more than anything, yet he's been the worst husband that you could've asked for. Your wedding day was the happiest day of your life, yet since that day, you haven't been happy. You try to be shocked but since the beginning of your relationship, Toji told you that he wouldn't be a great husband.

You had dumb hopes, of course, that you could turn him into the perfect husband– Not necessarily perfect but at least a good one. You should've backed out on your plans the first month of your relationship, when you caught him in bed with another woman. But you were so into Toji back then that you managed to move past it, luckily, the incident never occurred again, and of course, he made it up to you.

But Toji was never a great boyfriend though. He did the bare minimum every time, and you praised him for it. You don't recall him even telling you that he loves you until your wedding day. To this day you don't know why you stuck with him when the universe sent you a clear sign the first month of your relationship. You were still young, and even if you broke up with him you would have accomplished your five year plan in time.

You met Toji when you were twenty two and he was thirty four. He had a nine-year-old son and your first thought was no, you didn't want to be a stepmother at such a young age. You just hooked up with him a couple times, and eventually you caught feelings. It was nothing too passionate, but you liked him enough to start a relationship with him, and to stay when he betrayed you early on.

By twenty four, you got engaged. You surprisingly didn't have to ask him, he did it himself with no issue. He heard about your five year plan, married by twenty five, and he knew a wedding or at least the type you wanted, took at least a year to plan. Within a year, you were married.

You were getting cold feet on your wedding day, coming to the realization that Toji had never told you that he loved you. While he wasn't a man that expressed his emotions, he surely would've told you that he loved you at least once, right? Toji heard you were getting cold feet, and he was at your door thirty minutes before the ceremony started.

"Isn't this bad luck?" You asked him, unsure of what he was doing at your door. You didn't really couldn't stomach having a conversation with him. Toji looked as handsome as ever, it was the first time you'd ever seen him so dressed up. He shrugged.

"Heard that you were having second thoughts." Toji began, and you crossed your arms. You couldn't even look him in the eye. He cleared his throat before asking, "Care to explain?"

"Do you even love me, Toji? We've been in a relationship for three years, and you haven't even told me that you love me. I do love you, Toji, but I don't want to get married to someone who doesn't love me." You told him, and his brows raised. He took slow breaths, and you were on the verge of tears. You stumbled over your words as you continued, "Just please be honest with me, Toji. I can move on and start over, even if it's hard at first."

He took a couple steps toward you before his hands cupped your face. His lips met yours in a short but sweet kiss. He smiled at you before telling you, "Have I really not told you how much I love you?"

His words made you continue with the marriage, bringing you a sense of comfort and safety in your relationship. You weren't so hesitant about being married, and the first month of your marriage you were genuinely happy– Until you weren't.

Being a stepmother wasn't hard. Megumi was a sweet child, only twelve when you got married to his father, but old enough to make his own decisions and to know right from wrong. You didn't have to teach him anything, in fact, Toji asked you to stay out of that aspect of Megumi's life. Unless Megumi did something that was clearly wrong, he didn't want you to discipline his son. However, you never had any issues with Megumi.