Forever and always

A/N: Some of the legal stuff in this story is (sadly) fictional. I just wanted to mention that.

A man in his mid-twenties stood in front of a mirror, staring at his reflection. His coffee-brown shoulder-length hair was meticulously styled, giving him a much more sophisticated look than he typically had.

He was dressed in a traditional Japanese outfit, consisting of a black kimono jacket called haori, worn over a juban, a type of undergarment. The look was completed with a hakama, wide-legged trousers, and a formal obi, a wide belt tied around the waist.

Lastly, he put on white tabi socks, known for their split toes, and a pair of thonged zori sandals, common to Japan.

The spring sun shone brightly on Natsuo as he stepped out onto their hotel's room balcony. It had been raining for days, but luckily, the weather cleared up just in time for the special event.