forum Til Death Do Us Part [One-On-One // Closed]

Started August 04, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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"Yes. You're the only one of us who can actually cook."

Fox chuckled then yawned as he stretched and got out of bed.

"All right, babe. Would you care to keep me company as I cook?" he asked, giving Ella a small smile.

"Yeah, sure." she said, getting out of bed.

"What shall I make today?" Fox wondered, taking Anya's hand and placing it on his arm as they walked out to the kitchen.

"Well, anything works for me." Ella said.

Fox nodded slowly, looking thoughtful for a moment.

"How about pancakes? A special Saturday treat," he suggested, turning to Ella once they reached the kitchen.

"Sounds good."

Fox smiled at Ella for a moment before setting to work on the pancakes. He piled each one onto a plate after it finished, then set the plate on the dining room table.

"Anything you'd like for your pancakes, darling?" he asked when they were finished.

"For you to sit down and eat them with me." she grinned.

Fox rolled his eyes with a grin and grabbed the maple syrup from the fridge. He set it next to the pancakes before taking Ella's hand and pulling her over to the table with him.

"Of course," he laughed softly before sitting down.

"Tho, wha ah we doin' today?" Ella asked with a mouthful of fluffy pancakes.

"I don't know about this morning, but I was going to take you on a date tonight," Fox replied offhandedly as he started on his pancakes.

Ella swallowed and said, "Well, sounds good. A relaxed day. No assignments. And don't you dare even think about paperwork."

Fox grimaced. He really needed to finish that work, but it could wait. He wanted to spend the day with his wife, not doing paperwork.

"All right," he mumbled around a mouthful of food.

"But really, you've been working too hard. My dear old mum used to say 'Work hard, but know your limits.' " she said, her Scottish accent becoming more prominent than the American accent she had developed over time. "Besides, I can't have you working all the time, you need a break."

"I know, Ella. I know," Fox sighed, reaching across to place his hand over her's. "And I'm sorry I've been working so much. It's just… I just want to be able to provide for you…"

"When we have the exact same job and we get payed even when we aren't working if they don't have anything for us to do anytime soon?" she asked sarcastically.

Fox shrugged. "I know. I know… I'm sorry," he murmured, squeezing Ella's hand. "But I promise, there will be no work today. We can do whatever you want, and then we're going out tonight."

"I honestly want to just sit around all day doing nothing, to be honest." she giggled. "But we probably should do something other than sit around all day."

"Well, my lovely bride, what would you like to do, then?" Fox asked, standing up and grabbing both of their empty plates. "We could go to a movie, or go dancing, or… I don't know…"

"Dancing might be nice." she said. "Or a movie. We seem to get a lot of off days with such an unstable job." she laughed.

Fox set the dishes in the sink then walked back over to Ella. He took her hands in his and gently pulled her up, a goofy smile on his face.

"Dance with me?"

"I would be delighted to, Mister Elsworth-Elliot." she said in a good imitation of a posh accent.

Fox started to quietly sing Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran, placing his right hand on Ella's waist and holding onto her hand with his left.

"When your legs don't work like they used to before
And I can't sweep you off of your feet
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love
Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks"

"You old romantic." she smiled.