Y/n's POV
It's been weeks since I've actually done something special or just in general anything with my husband of 2 years Shawn.
I quietly get off the couch sitting down my computer and walk to the hall and down the stairs to the basement where Shawn's office is.
I knock softly on the door hearing a quiet 'come in'
"Hey." I say soft not wanting to disturb him.
"Hi." He says not making eye contact.
"Uh, I was wondering what you want for dinner?" He stops and puts his pen down and looks at me.
"Uh I don't care." I look down and sigh.
"K, I'll be back." I say turning and walking out of his office,
"Wait." He says yet again soft.
"Mmmh?"
"Do you love me?" He ask.
"Oh baby of course I do, what makes you think that?"
"I mean I never spend time with you and I barley even say I love you and I'm never around to cuddle or eat with you and I feel like your just with me because you feel like you're forced." He says a tear slipping from his eye.
"Oh no baby, you make me happy everyday and I don't care if you can't because I've been busy too I mean I haven't cooked you a home made meal in like 3 weeks!" I laugh.
"Okay, I love you too." I kissed his cheek and went to go cook a meal for once.
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