southernreaper: (Lonely)
southernreaper ([personal profile] southernreaper) wrote in [community profile] howlingplayground 2021-05-02 12:20 am (UTC)

She knows him too well. Or, she can tell time. Whichever it is, he finds it irrationally irritating. He knows she's his wife, and he knows that he's being unreasonable.

So, instead of snapping at her, he takes a breath and flops back on the thankfully synthetic bedspread and sighs. "Starting to get a headache." He admits, grudgingly. He wants to put on his ring again and show her how much he appreciates her taking this side trip with him. Her meeting Miss Amelia and the boys had been Important to him. They're what's left of his family and they hadn't been able to make it to the wedding. He'd needed her to meet them.

But the headache is there, nagging at his attention. He should take some of the pain meds he'd brought and just sack out for the night. But, he doesn't want to. He wants to cuddle his wife. He wants to have sex with his wife. Neither of which he can do, because of the damned headache!

"Could ya get me the ibuprofen in my bag?" He asks, rubbing his temple. Pain meds, plenty of water, and sleep. That'll put him in a better mood.

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