fiancé!sae / husband!sae headcannons ୨୧
fiancé!sae who never becomes overly affectionate publicly, but always keeps a hand on you somehow. your wrist, your waist, your fingers. subtle touches that quietly remind everyone you’re his.
fiancé!sae who learns your habits without telling you. suddenly your favorite drink is already waiting for you after work, your side of the bed is warmed before you sleep, and your schedule somehow feels easier.
fiancé!sae who shows love through consistency rather than words. he may not constantly say “i love you,” but he’s always there. every single time. without fail.
fiancé!sae who softens most at night. when it’s late, quiet, and just the two of you, he becomes gentler somehow. his voice lowers, his touches linger longer, and he lets himself relax completely.
fiancé!sae who absolutely stares at you when you’re not looking. not obviously. just quiet little glances while you’re talking, cooking, reading—like he’s memorizing every version of you he gets.
fiancé!sae whose proposal is private. no crowd, no cameras, no giant speech. just the two of you somewhere meaningful, somewhere quiet enough that he can actually be honest without distractions.
fiancé!sae who rehearses the proposal for weeks because despite how calm he looks, he genuinely wants it to be perfect. he hates uncertainty, but with you? he’s terrified of messing it up.
fiancé!sae who proposes late at night after a long day together. maybe after dinner, maybe during a quiet walk, but definitely during a moment where you’re relaxed and unsuspecting.
fiancé!sae who goes strangely quiet before proposing. his fingers keep brushing against the ring in his pocket while he debates the exact wording in his head for the hundredth time.
fiancé!sae who simply looks at you and says, “i don’t want a future without you in it anymore.” and somehow that hits harder than any dramatic declaration ever could.
fiancé!sae who gets visibly nervous waiting for your answer, even if he tries hiding it. you can see it in the way his jaw tightens and how carefully he watches your face.
fiancé!sae who exhales so softly after you say yes, like he’d been holding his breath for months without realizing it. then immediately pulls you into his chest without saying another word.
fiancé!sae who wears his engagement ring constantly. he twists it absentmindedly during interviews, training, flights—like grounding himself with the reminder that you chose him too.
fiancé!sae who definitely wants children someday, though he doesn’t admit it immediately. at first he says something vague like, “if it happens, it happens,” while secretly imagining your future family already.
fiancé!sae who becomes quieter whenever he sees you interacting with children. something about you being gentle makes his chest ache in a way he can’t properly explain.
fiancé!sae who would want two children at most. enough for a family that feels full, but small enough that he can devote himself completely to each of them.
fiancé!sae who secretly worries about being a good father because affection doesn’t come naturally to him. he’s terrified his children won’t understand how deeply he loves them.
fiancé!sae who plans the wedding far more seriously than expected. spreadsheets, schedules, venue research—he approaches it with the same perfectionism he applies to football because this is important to him.
fiancé!sae who pretends not to care about wedding details until you casually mention changing something he already envisioned. suddenly he has opinions. very specific opinions.
fiancé!sae who prefers elegant, intimate weddings over huge extravagant ones. candlelight, soft music, close friends, beautiful scenery—something timeless rather than overwhelming.
fiancé!sae who absolutely freezes seeing you walk down the aisle. not visibly to everyone else, but you notice it immediately. the way his eyes soften and how he forgets breathing for a second.
husband!sae who cannot stop looking at your ring finger after marriage. it genuinely distracts him sometimes because every glance reminds him that you’re really his wife now.
husband!sae who falls asleep facing you every night, one hand resting somewhere against you without fail, like even in sleep his body searches for yours automatically.
husband!sae who doesn’t love loudly, but loves permanently. completely. in every quiet action, every careful touch, every future plan that somehow always includes you without question.
a/n : lol ts was so rushed this is so booty oml. okey instead of studying im writing this cuz im gonna fail anyways whats the point of trying✌️. also first sae post what do we thinkkk. (also that aiku anon your fic is COMINGGGG i promise bby). tysm for reading, please req stuff, and other than that there’s nothing more to add !!
𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐞, 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐫, 2026. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐢.
