He quickly cleaned up the remains of the broken glass, with no injuries, and grabbed the popcorn. He almost put it in the microwave to get it ready but instead holds the bag in his hands and starts concentrating his power.
Betty sat on the bed waiting for him before pushing Play
Lysander couldn't help the small feeling of pride as he poured the popcorn into a bowl. He quickly grabbed two water bottles and carried everything up to the bedroom.
Betty was now reading a book called the outsiders
He smiled at her as he walked into the room. ”Hope I didn't take too long.”
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