VOTE!!
She heard it, before she saw it. She was cooking in the kitchen, matt coming in through the door. Instead of the typical start of of conversation, about something that happened in the studio, or a quick, 'hello, darling.', there was nothing. She heard him drop his things, like usual, but it was not just a steady drop, it was a thump, and a kick adding towards it. She heard it, before she saw it.
Several seconds, she saw his image come in, bags under his eyes, he was constantly brushing his hair back with his fingers, and squinting his eyes. She took note right away, her husband was stressed. y/n turned the gas stove off, putting a lid upon the stew she made for that rainy day, wiping her hands on her pants, and instantly moving towards her husband.
She leaned against the counter next to him, while he placed his hands on it, leaning towards the black counter, just taking a breather. His wife thought of something to say, not to cause anger, or the cold-shoulder.
"What happened?" She instantly said, starting to rub his back, gently, he moved his shoulder, lightly, in order to brush her off, she moved her hand away, then.
"Nothing." He grumbled towards her, starting to walk to the staircase. She rolled her eyes at his behaviour, taking off her apron, and placing it on that counter, following him.
"m, talk to me." She said, sternly, eyeing his back, while he started to climb the birch stairs.
"I told you it's nothing, y/n" That came out harsh, she took a breather, and kept following him, faster now. She turned to the left, knowing he was heading to the bedroom.
Only inches away from him, he brushed the door close, on her face. That was it, she was now angry as well. Opening it to him, taking his clothes off, slowly.
"matt, I don't know what happened, but please talk to me." She said, walking up to him, his back facing her.
She gently placed her hands on his shoulders, watching his skin twitch, him releasing a breath that he never knew he held. y/nmoved her hands down his bare back, gently rubbing, and massaging it. Placing her thumb into the skin, kneading it. Arms slid across his stomach over time, placing her body against his back, breathing him in.
"Just a bit stressed, love." He simply said, she kissed his back a few times, he loosened his shoulders that he held tense.
"How about a bath, I run one for you, with some of those ethereal candles we got from our wedding, a few months back. I can come in, if you want or, just let you be." She said, turning him, pushing his long hair back. His frown turned into a smile, not a full one, but a one that it takes awhile to find. It was hidden.
He looked down at his feet, her hands were still around his waist, he took his hands and placed them on her cheek, slightly moving one thumb.
"That'll be nice." He said, she smiled, walking past her half naked husband.
The missus leant down by the sink, opening the cabinets of their bathroom, and taking the candles out. The lavender haze ones were her favourite, taking it and placing it on the windowsill, the bath in front of it. She placed them there, opening the blinds to view the cornelia street, the streetlamps were on, the rain coming down the window, and the night sky was a faded, but humble blue, from their townhouse window.
"Come on now, darling." She said, walking up to him, taking his hand and leading him to the bathroom.
They stood facing each other, she pulled off her top, leaving her in her bra. The noise of the tap behind them as it poured out the water into the white basin. He looked at her, trying his best to keep eye contact with the eyes that he fell in love with. He watched as she pulled her leggings down, leaving both of them in their undergarments. y/n picked up his hands and placed them behind her, letting him unhook her bra, he did it, watching her breasts come out of the cups. He smiled to himself, the stress slowly, but surely, beginning to go. She knew what she did to him. Her fingertips came in contact with his waistband of his boxers, she placed them down, behind them, her wedding ring grazing his soft skin on his hip. Eventually she pulled them down, and she did the same with hers.
