(From Blue's Perspective)
"Are you awake, my wife?" he asked from beside me.
"Mmm," I mumbled. I was in his embrace with no place to move. Most of the times, he would leave before I even wake up. But sometimes, when I would wake up a bit earlier by accident, I would find myself in his embrace, though he never let me get up that early. He would make me sleep again, saying I needed rest.
"Go to sleep then. It's too early," he said and closed my eyelids with his palm.
"I had a weird dream," I said.
"What kind of dream?" he asked.
"I don't remember, but now I feel like a villain," I muttered.
"... Aren't we villains?"
"Wha... What?"
"Villains are better. You can do anything you want without thinking about the consequences. That's just perfect," he said. "You know, I would rather be a villain. And as my wife, it would be good if you're on the same team as me."
"You keep calling yourself villain... But you're not like that."
