She smiled placing the book on her nightstand
”Is that a good book?” he asked as he handed her a water and the popcorn before he sat beside her on the bed.
" yeah it is" she said settling between his legs to rest her hand on his thigh
He raised a brow at her as she moved to sit in front of him. ”I’ll have to read it sometime.” he commented, wrapping his arms around her stomach.
She leaned back in his chest and pushed play on the little black remote
He kissed the top of her head as she leaned against him and relaxed to enjoy the show. Of course, it would be better because he was spending time with his amazing wife.
She watched the shoe snuggled up to her husband
Honestly, he was only half watching the show, choosing to instead watch the woman resting against him.
She smiled at the show at some points and giggled at others
He smiled just seeing her smile and laughed with her during the funny parts of the show.
She looked up at him tilting her head back
He smiled back at her and kissed her lips.
She gently kissed him back
He slowly pulled back. ”This is perfect.” he smiled.
"How?" She asked
”Just being here with you… like this.” he told her. ”You are perfect.”
He smiled and kissed her again.
Days had passed and lysander was gone and she was in the bathroom sitting against the door crying the two had gotten in a fight and walked out
Lysander hadn't meant to be away that long… He just wanted to surprise Betty not hurt her. He flew to the door and ran upstairs.
She layed against the door crying hr didn't want him to be mad at her she loved him more than anything
He could hear her crying and gently knocked on the bathroom door. ”Betty?”
She only cried harder at the sound of his voice
He winced as the sound broke his heart. ”Betty, please. I am so sorry. I didn't mean to be away so long.” he apologized.
She scooted away after unlocking the door
He sighed, a little relieved at the fact that she was letting him in, and opened the door. As soon as he saw her, he dropped to his knees in front of her. ”I’m so sorry.” he said reaching out to her.
Betty was curled up her legs pulled tightly to her chest
He dropped his hand back to his side. ”Why is it I always seem to do the one thing that I never want to do?” he groaned, not really asking anyone.
"a-am I not good enough?" She asked
He looked at her in surprise for a moment at the question before he carefully took her into his arms. ”No. No, it's not you, angel. You are perfect.” he assured her. ”I’m the screw-up. I don't deserve you.”
She wrapped an arm around him and cries into his shoulder