Nanami was tense, his heart fluttering in his chest, aching as usual around you. Lately things have been off. You seemed busy with whatever. He didn't understand what else he had to do? He showered you with gifts, attention. Nanami never felt like this, head over heels for someone. Obsessed and desperate with his pining after you.

And it still seemed to not be enough.

"Princess, you're being bad again, I told you already. You're not going anywhere," he cooed sweetly as if trying to calm down a kitten. Kento easily manhandled you into his lap, holding you tightly. He dressed you this morning, a cute dress on you with some lace cuffs and a gag. "Sweetheart, calm down," he sighed tiredly, running his hands through your hair lovingly as if he didn't lock you in the penthouse. Acting as if this was normal, as if you were the crazy one for throwing a tantrum.

"You keep on playing with the locks, love. We can't have that," he murmured, squeezing your cheek lovingly. His eyes studied your face lovingly. "We just need time, baby. You'll see, you just need to calm down. You'll love being a good housewife for me," he murmured sweetly. Nanami slid his hand to tug at the corner's of your nightgown. Eyes hungry.