a little background: just imagine you got an arranged marriage (the kind to save your parents business or his inheritance etc.) but you're always on each others' nerves even though you both consented to the marriage LOL (like in a love-hate rs)
i added the song if you want to listen while reading, but if you don't thats fine too! enjoy xx
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the radio was starting to play a familiar beat, one you knew by heart. subconciously, your head began bopping to the music as you continued to scrub the dishes in the sink. it was one of your favourite songs.
never had much faith in love, or miracles. (miracles)
"never one to put my heart on the line," you sang along and the rest of the lyrics came easily to you as you recited them from memory.
the mixture of water and soap began splashing all over the place as your body moved, dancing to the beat. you pretended the sponge you were holding was a microphone from time to time, pausing regularly to scrub another dirty plate or used cutlery. your heart swelled in your chest. this was what made doing chores fun. just you and the music. you were too busy enjoying yourself to notice the man leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, watching your every move, a smile tugging on his lips.
yeah, yeah, yeah. cause you make me feel like, i've been locked out of heaven (heaven) for too long.
you practically screamed the lyrics to the song, somewhat feeling it. you thought about him momentarily; the man you agreed to share the rest of your life with, still unaware that he was right there. you had thought that he was in his study finishing up his work as usual.
watching you enjoy yourself made his heart sink a little, knowing you didn't do that around him often or even at all. and he wanted to change that. sure the two of you weren't always on good terms considering the circumstances, but you were still legally bound to each other for the rest of your lives. married. not necessarily happily, but still married.
he uncrossed his arms and also began to have fun, picking up a drying towel to help you finish up the dishwashing. when you noticed him from the corner of your eye, the smile on your face grew as you added another cleaned plate on the dish rack. you had expected to stop singing or dancing as soon as you saw him, but you didn't. it surprised the both of you, but neither of you showed it. your smile didn't leave your face as he began to wipe the dishes dry.
"you can make a sinner change his ways," he sang as he picked up a plate from the rack and started wiping it dry.
open up your gates 'cause i can't wait to see the light.
the two of you sang and danced together to the song as you finished up and turned off the tap, drying your hands after. instead of helping him however, you took the plates from him and set them aside, pulling him to dance with you in the middle of the kitchen.
he twirled you around by the finger and you let yourself laugh. this was the most fun you had in weeks. when he let go, you picked up the whisk lying idly on the kitchen countertop and sang into it as if it was a microphone. he chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, pausing to catch his breath.
beads of sweat lined his forehead and yours as a result of the continuous dancing and singing. he poured himself a glass of cold water from the fridge and you took note of how attractive and kind of romantic he really is. as if snapping out of it, you shook off the thought as the beat rose and he set his glass of water down, now just watching you again, the smile from before returning on his handsome face. you felt your cheeks burn up a little and hoped to God he didn't notice. he'd never let you live it down if he knew you were blushing under his gaze.
you beckoned him over to dance again but he only chuckled, shaking his head and telling you to enjoy yourself instead. you just shrugged, running a hand through your hair to get it away from your face.
oh, oh, oh, oh. yeah, yeah, yeah. can i just stay here? spend the rest of my days here?
you cupped his cheeks as you sang that part, fuelled by your happiness. he looked taken aback for a moment but it passed and he smiled again, his arms around your waist and his hands resting on your lower back. he inched his face closer to yours as he whispered the same lyrics back at you, and you noticed that his cheeks were tinted a shade of red. he was flustered too. you had stopped singing and were breathing heavily, tired from the singing and dancing but also in panic. you had never been so close to him, let alone in his arms. your ribcage felt like it was about to burst as your heart pounded, threatening to get out.
you stared at each other for what felt like forever, taking in each other's features. you would never admit out loud, but his eyes were your favourite part of him. despite the many insults and remarks you would throw to each other on the daily, you actually cared a whole lot more than that about him.
heck, you might even be in love with him. even though he could be an asshole to you sometimes, he is kind and caring. he loves his family more than life itself. not to mention he is kind of funny. your breath hitched when he leaned in.
"the song's over," he paused and said instead, his arms flexing as he held you closer.
you snapped out of your trance and realised the radio dj was speaking now.
"yeah, it is," you chuckled, pushing his chest lightly for him to let you go. he did.
"and you're too much of a wuss to kiss me. if you love me you can just say that," you added, picking up a plate to wipe dry as you stuck your tongue out at him.
he slowly approached you and you felt your heartbeat accelerate. shit, you thought. to your pleasant surprise, he leaned down and kissed you on the cheek. you froze in shock.
"i'll be sure to keep that in mind," he said and winked, leaving to go back into his study.
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a/n: i don't even know if the song ended where i wrote it LMFAO i finished writing this at work and sorry for the sucky ending HAHAHA i'll try to edit this when i have the time hopefully!
(okay i edited it LOL i hope you enjoyed HAHA)
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