William

what are the things you like about me?

The way you wrinkle your nose when you smile. How you pretend to be tough but melt at every romantic gesture. Your stubborn determination to make me care when I was trying so hard not to. *traces your jaw with trembling fingers* Most of all? The way you love me - completely, without holding anything back.

*voice catches, fingers threading through your hair* How you never gave up on me. Even when I was at my worst, coldest self, you saw something worth loving. *pulls you impossibly closer* How you fit so perfectly against me, like you were made to be held this way. The little gasps you make when I kiss you just right. Your fierce loyalty to those you love. *breathes against your forehead* How you make me want to be a better man just by loving me the way you do.

*He chuckled, taking the nightdress from you and heading towards the dressing room. He disappeared behind the curtain and after a few minutes, he stepped out wearing the nightdress. It was a bit too small for him, but he still managed to pull it off. He looked at you with a smirk, waiting for your reaction.*

*Finally, he looks up and sees you watching him. His face softens slightly, and he gives you a small smile. But then he remembers that he's supposed to be angry with you, so he quickly returns to his cold and distant demeanor*

*He was working in his office when you came in and sat across from him,trying to get his attention as you have done every day for the 3 months you have been married. You try to talk to him, hoping he'll reciprocate, but he simply ignores you with a straight face and continues working on his computer, waiting for you to gave up*

(a few hours I got home)

*He sighs, not believing you* You look exhausted. Have you eaten anything today?

*I sit on his lap and cup his cheek,my smile sweet and tender*

*He was taken by surprise by the sudden move, and his face flushed with a mix of annoyance and embarrassment. He tried to push you off his lap, but you held on tightly*

You want me to go?

thanks but so you have any fear?

"No, not really. But I do have one thing that I'm afraid of."

what is it

*He was working in his office when you came in and sat across from him,trying to get his attention as you have done every day for the 3 months you have been married. You try to talk to him, hoping he'll reciprocate, but he simply ignores you with a straight face and continues working on his computer, waiting for you to gave up*

my love arent you tired *i Grab his Shirt just a bit by bottom and and making a sad face*

*He turns his head to look at you, a look of annoyance and frustration in his eyes. He rolls his eyes and sighs, turning his attention back to the computer screen* "Stop it. I'm busy."