Married? (Miura Yumiko X Male Reader)

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After the long day of exchanging vows, taking pictures, and receiving congratulations from friends and family, I was finally alone with my newlywed husband, y/n. We had decided to have a small wedding ceremony, only inviting close relatives and friends. It was an intimate affair, and I felt happy to be surrounded by the people I loved.

As we arrived at y/n's apartment, we were both exhausted. We quickly took a bath and had dinner, which was catered by a restaurant my parents had arranged. Afterward, we both agreed to discuss our plans for the future of our marriage the following day.

As we lay in bed, I couldn't help but feel nervous. This was the first night of our marriage, and we were not in the best of terms when we were in school. Our conversations were always short and sometimes even cold. We had never been friends, let alone romantically involved, but here we were, married.

As I lay there, I could feel y/n's arm wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him. It was a strange sensation, feeling so close to someone who was once just an acquaintance. I tried to relax and enjoy the moment, but the awkwardness between us was palpable.

We lay there in silence for a while, each lost in our thoughts. I wondered if y/n was feeling the same way I did. Was he also feeling awkward and unsure? Or was he already used to the idea of being married to someone he barely knew?

Finally, I decided to break the silence. "So, what are your plans for our marriage?" I asked, hoping to start a conversation.

Y/n hesitated for a moment before answering. "Honestly, I don't know. I never thought I would be in an arranged marriage. I always thought I would find someone on my own."

I nodded in agreement. "Me too. But our parents are getting old, and they want to see us settled down."

Y/n sighed. "I know. I'm grateful for everything they've done for me, but I just wish they would let me make my own decisions."

I could feel his frustration and couldn't help but sympathize. "I understand how you feel. But we're married now, so we have to make the best of it."

We lay there in silence again, both lost in our thoughts. I couldn't help but feel disappointed. This was not how I imagined my first night as a married woman would be.

As I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for us. Would we ever be able to love each other? Or would we just be two strangers living together, bound by the chains of an arranged marriage?

Only time would tell.