Married At First Sight

CHAPTER 1: Hard-working

Chris Connor's POV

"Babe, wake up." The hardest thing to do every morning— is to wake him up. I can still count on my fingers how many times he has woken me up before. Every time he wakes up in the middle of the night and asks me for something tiring, that's the time I won't wake up early.

'I know what you're thinking, don't act innocent because you can't fool anyone here.'

*laughs in my mind*

"Babe, you'll be late for work."I lay down next to him and played with his ear. I like his ear because it's cute when he's blushing hihihi.

"Babe." I act serious and annoyed...

"Mmn?" He opened one of his eyes and...

"Ahhh!" ...he pulled me for a hug and then gave me a lot of kisses. "Babe! *laugh* You're tickling me! *laugh*" After a while, he stopped kissing me but he didn't let me go.

He looked into my eyes and said "I love you." I can see his eyes sparkling even though I have never seen their color.

"I love you more." I smiled and stared into his eyes.

I can't see myself not having him in my life. Without him, my life will be miserable.

I cupped his face, I know what's next, he'll kiss me.

He pulled me towards him but he eventually stopped, then he smirked.

'What the–!' I'm not expecting that.

He stood up and walked to the bathroom and closed it. I glare at the bathroom door as if I can see what's behind the door.

"Babe! What a tease!" I yelled

'So annoying'

"*laugh* Sorry, Babe! I just want to tease you. *laugh* I love you!" He said.

"Pssh! Hurry up! You'll be late for work, I'll prepare your lunch." I went out of the room and prepared his food. He's the one who has a job, it's hard to find a job in my condition but I used to have a job in a boutique and the owner fired me because the customers are always complaining that I give them the wrong color of clothes they want. After that, I can't find another job. I know no one has to blame me for why I have Monochromacy but I still get upset and disappointed every time someone rejects me because of my condition.

I already scoop the rice and now I'm preparing the dish I cooked.

Eventually, the door of our room opened as he went out.

"What are we gonna eat today?" He asked as he sat in his seat. "I don't want to be late, babe." He's working in a publishing company, he's the assistant of the company's CEO and at the same time he is the one managing the Finance and Accounting Department—each book has its own profit and loss statement, also known as P&L, and as the leader of their department, he is making sure that they are monitoring it very well, as well as the expenses, etc.

"That's what I like about you, babe, you're such a hard-working man." I put down the dish and sat down in front of him.

"Wow! I haven't eaten hotpot for a long time, babe." He sipped the soup before whispering "Because you're too lazy to cook" *giggles*

"You know, I heard you." He just laughed at me.

"Anyway, I'm indeed a hard-working man." He said then he smirked and winked at me.

In that regard, I already know what he is trying to say. I felt all my blood rush to my face and then my cheeks warmed up. "Yuck, babe! It doesn't suit you, you look like a pervert." I started eating so he won't see that I'm blushing.

"Babe? As far as I know, you like being seduced by this look." Then he smirked

"Babe, stop. It's not funny anymore."

"Oh come on, babe, stop acting like you're a virgin. *laugh* I love you."

He's just like that, sometimes naughty, sometimes serious, and sometimes he acts like a baby.

"I love you more. Now, continue eating, old man."

"Hey! I'm not an old man." He didn't like it every time I called him an old man but this is the perfect way to tease him back.

" You're older than me so you're my old man."

"Okay-okay. I surrender, you win." He said with both hands raised.

After eating we brushed our teeth and he got dressed. He was wearing a white polo shirt and black pants, they are not required to wear a specific shirt or uniform.

"Make sure to eat the food I prepared. If you don't eat that, I'll hit you."

"Ohh... My baby's sadist, I like it." Then he kissed me.

"Stop it or else I won't let you go to work," I said as I encircled my arms around his neck.

"Okay, I'll stop now *laugh* I'm just teasing you, babe. *laugh*" I let him go and we went to the garage. He went inside the car and started the engine.

I knocked on the window for him to roll it down..

"Drive carefully."

"Noted, babe." He smiled, I bowed my head and gave him a light kiss.

"I love you, buh-bye. I'll try to go home early so I can join you for dinner." I just smiled and nodded.

When he drove the car out of the garage we just waved at each other and I just walked into the gate when I couldn't see the car anymore. I closed the gate and went to the back of the house to feed our pet rabbits. They didn't have a cage because there's a big space in the garden and I just put up a fence to make sure they'll stay there and won't leave the garden.

We're taking care of three rabbits, the brown one named Bugs, the light gray one named Ashy, and the white one named Hanji—and because I'm colorblind, my boyfriend told me their colors.

At first, I couldn't recognize who is Bugs, who is Ashy, and whose Hanji because I can't see their colors but as the months passed by I started to know how each of them behaves—with the help of my boyfriend, now I can tell which is who..

They're like our kids, my boyfriend gets allergic to their fur when it's the molting season. That's also the reason why they're here in the garden. I gave them hay as a big part of their main diet, I also gave them vegetables and pellets. I give them carrots once a week. And every time we buy bananas, I will get one and cut it in three, and give it to them.

After feeding my rabbits I went inside the house to wash the dishes and clean the house. I look like a househusband— well, we're not married yet and we're still not talking about that topic, and I also don't want to open the topic as I feel that he's not ready yet.

Marriage is a big thing, I'm—we're not in a rush. We're still enjoying our life as boyfriends.

After doing household chores I decided to write a new story.

*typing...*

*...delete*

*typing...*

*...delete*

"Aish! Here we go again...writer's block." I scratch the back of my head and lean back on the chair. I don't know where and how to start. The storyline isn't clear to me yet. I don't know where to get some emotions that I can put in the story.

Maybe if I get some sleep I'd think of something to add in my novel.

~•••~

I woke up because of my loud alarm clock.

I stood up and went inside the bathroom to take a bath. The water is warm, I like it like this, it's making me relax.

I'm still thinking about my novel that I can't even start to write. I think I'm just stressed, I just need to relax. Well, I just finished my recent story last week. It's not that bad to take a break.

I already published seven stories in an app, and three of them have already been published as a book already. The publishing company where my boyfriend is working helped me to publish it. That's where I get my money to help my boyfriend, though I want a real job, I can't get any.

I know what you're thinking, 'Why don't I just work where my boyfriend works?'. Well, he tried to ask his boss but his boss told him that rules are rules, and lovers in the company are not allowed. That's when I thought, why don't I try to write a story and publish a book...at least we're not working in the same company because I will be their client, and this is the only way to earn money.

When I finished taking a bath I quickly went to the kitchen to cook dinner. I barely cook, I'm too lazy to cook and it's also because every time there's a problem with Max's work he'll just take a bath while I'm preparing his lunch then later on he'll leave. And sometimes he goes home late because he was still finishing the remaining jobs. I told him to do it at home but he just said he didn't want to take it home. Max is a really hard-working man, I can see that.

I just cooked scrambled eggs and corn beef, I told you I'm lazy.

It was already 8:00 p.m. and I went to the living room to watch a movie while I'm waiting for the rice to be cooked.

Watching movies will help me to have an idea of what I will write next, I'm not copying the storyline, I just need to be inspired and feel some emotions that I can add to my next story.

Later on, the rice cooker made a *Ting!* sound, so I paused the movie to unplug it. I put my food on the center table and continued watching as I waited for my rice to cool a little.

After eating my dinner I felt sleepy, so I turned off the television, went inside our room, and lay on the bed. I know Max will go home pretty late so I just decided to close my eyes and sleep.

To be continued...