Marriage and other threads

In the library part one

Y/n's pov:

You woke up an hour earlier than your alarm would ring. Dami was already awake and brushed through your hair. 

"Morning puppy," She said.

"Morning, my pandagirl." You replied in a sleepy voice.

Your wife moved, so she could sit down on your hips. She started to place kisses all over your abdomen. You enjoyed her cold lips on your body and closed your eyes. Dami had reached your chest and let her nose drag along your collarbone. Her lips pressed soft kisses to the bruised skin.

"I hope you have make-up for this." You heard her chuckle.

"I will not need it." You replied and opened your eyes again.

"Do you want everyone to see your love marks?" Your wife asked.

"I'm proud of them." You pouted and pulled her back down.

Your arms automatically wrapped around her waist, as she laid her head on your shoulder.

"You should use the time to rest. I will wake you up." Dami whispered in your ear.

"Okay." You agreed and let go of her.

You felt that Dami's weight lifted from your body. You closed your eyes and tried to rest.

 After a while, you felt a soft touch on your shoulder. You didn't want to get up, but you opened your eyes.

"I brought you some fresh clothes." Your wife said and pointed at the couch table.

"What is wrong with the ones I wore yesterday?" You asked.

"Nothing. I just want to see you in this for once." Dami smiled.

You stood up and looked at the shirt and pants she placed there. It was a loose white shirt and ripped black jeans. She had brought a belt and some socks as well.

"I think this would look great with your leather jacket and the white sneakers you bought last week," Dami suggested and sat down on the couch to watch you get dressed.

"You might be right, but you know I prefer to look more professional while at work." You stated.

"Yes, but your usual work outfit is boring. Don't get me wrong you look hot while wearing it, but you have to try something new." Your wife shrugged with her shoulders.

"I will wear it, but just because you are so cute." You smiled.

You dressed yourself quickly. Dami looked you up and down when you were finished and gave you a thumbs up. You made your way to the entrance hall and pulled on the leather jacket Dami suggested, as well as the white sneakers.

"I have to say you look pretty hot, baby," Dami said.

"I feel like a mafia boss." You replied.

"Yeah, a hot mafia boss." The Vampire girl chuckled.

You were still a little depressed, but Dami was able to lighten up your mood.

"And now you should go, you are already late." She said and handed you your phone.

"Not without my kiss." You replied and wrapped your arms around her neck.

She tucked your shirt in at the front and kissed your lips swiftly.

"More." You demanded.

Your wife smiled a little and kissed you again.

"I see you later," Dami said and pulled back.

Dami's pov:

The days rushed by fast and Y/n seemed to be a little depressed. The Werewolf girl tried to hide it, but Dami could read her like an open book, plus she could feel her wife's emotions. The research in the ancient library was the only thing that made a little progress. They had found an old book with some interesting stuff. The only down part was that it was written in another language. Y/n thought it was Italian, but Dami was sure it was Latin. After work, Y/n and Dami would go to the library again and try to translate the language.