❃ mood swings. five. ❃

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❃ CASEY. ❃

"Babe! I'm home!" I remove my shoes and make my way straight to the kitchen to place the stuff down that I bought from the grocery store.

"Y/n!"

I put everything away and I made sure that I bought a lot of food since I know that Y/n will be craving something in the middle of the night. And so I won't have to go out in the dark. It's kinda scary...

I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, and a pair of lips press against my shoulder,

"I've missed you, where were you?"

I chuckle and turn my body around so I can look at my wife.

"I've missed you too, and I went out to do some grocery shopping and shit."

She slaps my arm and scolds me for cursing.

"Sorry," I mumble quietly.

I take a seat on one of the stools and guide Y/n between my legs. Y/n instantly wraps her arms around my shoulders as I place my hands on her waist and soon my fingers begin to graze over her tummy, drawing patterns.

"Why didn't you tell me? I could've gone with you," She begins to pout, she looks so adorable.

I peck her plump (or if you're like me, nonexisting) lips, and rest my head on her collarbone,

"I was looking for you,"

"I didn't want you to get tired," I tell her truthfully.

"And you told me that you didn't feel like going out, so..." I mutter against her shirt and shrug my shoulders.

"But I wanted to go with you," She huffs. My eyebrows raise as I realize her sudden change of mood.

I left the house when she was sleeping. I actually didn't know that she had wanted to come with me, because when I asked her if she wanted to go out with me, she told me that she just wanted to lay down all day.

"But you said-"

"I know what I said, but still, you could've asked me." She cuts me off, her voice growing louder, and she immediately removes her arms from my shoulders, and storms off and out of the kitchen.

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