Do you accept?

The marriage ceremony was a hushed affair — no cameras, no media frenzy — just a formal exchange of vows behind closed doors. The room felt heavy with unspoken emotions, both families present but distant in their own ways.  

Nanon barely processed the final moments of the ceremony, his heart racing beneath his perfectly tailored suit. He was officially **Sky Wongravee's husband** — yet it felt nothing like how he'd ever imagined love or marriage to be.  

The news of his sudden relocation to Sky's house hit him harder than any camera flash ever could.  

**Living under the same roof... with Sky?**  

He barely had time to let the thought settle before his father delivered the next blow.  

"It won't be easy, Nanon." His father's voice was low. "The media will find out eventually. The backlash might be worse for Sky... and for you, considering your history."  

Nanon's fingers curled into his palm, heart sinking.  

He knew exactly what his father meant — the relentless whispers of his career fallout, the ugly headlines that painted him as a rebel who walked away from BL dramas. The **Bad Buddy** era had left scars that never quite healed.  

But before he could respond, Sky's voice cut through the room — steady, sharp.  

"If it's about the harm, I can handle it."  

For the first time since their meeting at the restaurant, Sky's eyes flicked towards Nanon.  

"As long as the other party approves."  

Nanon's breath caught — the warmth of that brief glance igniting something small but stubborn inside him.  

His lips curled into a faint smirk, masking the ache in his chest.  

"I have no problem." His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it. "Even if the media finds out... I already have a negative reputation there."  

He shrugged, trying to sound unaffected.  

"I basically don't care anymore."  

---

Sky's father nodded, satisfied, and signaled sky then Sky asked his men to collect Nanon's belongings from his parents house.  

The ride to Sky's house was suffocating.  

Nanon sat in the back seat as sky stopped him from taking the passenger seat beside him, eyes locked on the rearview mirror — watching Sky's unwavering focus on the road. Not once did Sky glance back, his posture stiff and distant, as if he was the only person in the car.  

The passenger seat remained **empty** — painfully symbolic.  

Nanon's heart clenched, but he swallowed the bitterness down.  

**This is how it's going to be, huh?**  

---

The house was grand — almost too grand for how hollow it felt.  

Sky's brother and sister-in-law greeted Nanon with warm smiles, pulling him into their circle of gentle hospitality.  

"Feel at home, nong," his brother-in-law said kindly. "Whenever you feel low, you're always welcome at our house too."  

Nanon smiled faintly, nodding.  

But home?  

No — this wasn't home.  

Sky remained detached, speaking only to the maids.  

"Make sure he doesn't lack anything." His voice was cold, businesslike. "Whatever he needs... so he doesn't complain to my father."  

As if Nanon was nothing but a responsibility.  

As if Sky's only concern was his **reputation**.  

Nanon clenched his fists but stayed silent.  

He would never complain.  

He didn't want luxuries.  

He didn't lack money.  

**He wanted Sky.**  

---

When Sky's parents returned from the venue Sky's mother guided Nanon to his room — **Sky's room**.  

"This will be your room too, child," she said softly, brushing Nanon's hair like a mother would. 

He watched as the maids unpacked his suitcase, neatly placing his clothes in the wardrobe alongside Sky's perfectly ironed shirts.  

The bed was wide enough for two... but he knew exactly where he would be sleeping — on the farthest edge, wrapped in cold sheets while Sky built walls between them.  

Sky's mother smiled warmly, unaware of the storm brewing beneath Nanon's calm facade.  

"You'll be fine here. Once Sky falls for you, he'll bring the world to you."  

---

Nanon forced a smile.  

**I don't want the world.**  

His fingers curled tightly around the bedsheet, heart aching.  

**I just want Sky.**