It has been a week since y/n and I got married. We've been busy settling in and getting used to living together. We've been discussing our routines and responsibilities, making sure we're both on the same page.
Y/n has been very supportive and understanding. He's been helping me adjust to our new life together. He's been patient with me as I learn how to cook and clean. He's even been teaching me some programming, which he says will be useful for my future career.
One evening, y/n came home with a small box. He told me it was my dowry from him, not the one our parents gave me. He said he had been observing what kind of jewelry I liked, and he thought I would like this one. As I opened the box, I was surprised to see a beautiful white gold ring with a small diamond on it.
I was speechless. I couldn't believe that y/n had put so much thought into finding the perfect ring for me. It was so sweet and thoughtful of him. I felt a warm feeling in my chest, and I couldn't help but give him a big hug.
"Thank you so much, y/n," I said, my eyes watering. "This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me."
Y/n hugged me back, and we stood there for a moment, enjoying the warmth of each other's embrace.
"I'm glad you like it," y/n said, smiling. "I just wanted to do something special for my wife."
I looked at him, feeling my heart flutter. It still felt surreal that I was now married to the guy I used to argue with so much back in high school. But now, we were together, building a life together.
"I love you, y/n," I said, gazing into his eyes.
"I love you too, miura," y/n replied, leaning in to give me a gentle kiss on the lips.
It was a sweet and tender moment, and I felt so lucky to have y/n as my husband. He was kind, caring, and loving, and I knew that we could make our marriage work.
We spent the rest of the evening snuggled up on the couch, watching a movie and enjoying each other's company. It was a simple moment, but it felt perfect. I was happy to be spending my life with y/n, and I knew that we had a bright future ahead of us.
As we drifted off to sleep that night, I felt content and happy. I was looking forward to spending the rest of my life with y/n, and I knew that we could make it work.
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