I snapped my eyes open at the sound of the alarm from my phone. It was 7 AM. I looked around to check on him, but the room was empty.
"Where did he go?" I mumbled as I pushed myself to sit up. The small luggage on the corner attracted my gaze. Seemed like, he prepared everything for today's trip. As soon as I stepped on the floor, the door clacked Opened, and Ethan came in.
"Ah! My wife's awake." His turtle-neck blacktop exposed his muscles, even though there was a jacket on top of it. The sweat drops slid down his jaw as he brushed his hair backwards while grinning at me.
"W-who goes to the gym while having a honeymoon?" I stuttered, seeing that side of him that I'd never seen or imagined.
"I was out jogging a bit since you were sleeping. And you won't like it if I bother you."
Silence covered our surroundings, making the atmosphere awkward. I hesitantly looked at him, and he broke the silence. "I'll go take a shower. Why don't you get ready? We'll leave in an hour."
