[Scheming Older Childhood Friend Top × Pure-Hearted, Sweet Little Artist Bottom]
I thought this was a transaction where we each got what we wanted.
Sign an agreement, live together, pretend to be a loving married couple. Everything would go according to the script.
Except…
He said we should live together, and I thought it meant the usual arrangement between roommates.
Turns out he'd even planned which way my toothbrush should face.
He said we should attend events together, and I thought it meant putting on an act during holidays.
Turns out he remembered my mom's birthday better than I did.
He said we could divorce when the agreement expired, and I thought he'd really let me go.
Turns out the agreement said “automatic renewal,” and I hadn't noticed that little line.
I thought I was just a kind childhood friend helping him out of a jam.
Only later did I realize…
He'd planned it all: when I'd soften, when I'd blush, and when I'd say yes.
Did I find myself a husband, or a dad?
Very beautiful, great