{𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐠 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫}
𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃, an unlikely couple goes through the trials of being opposites while fighting against a common enemy.
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Started: July 10, 2021
Ended: December 28, 2021
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a quarrel
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winter 2021
A small smile developed on the young woman's face as the touch of soft kisses registered in her consciousness. She slowly blinked opened her eyes and smiled at the tickling sensations on the nape of her neck.
Y/N hummed at the feeling before turning around and opening her eyes, she pressed a kiss onto her lover's face, "Good morning."
"Mornin'," his gruff voice replied.
She turned around and stretched before she began to get up, however, an arm around her waist prevented her from doing so.
The young woman chuckled, "I can't stay in bed all day."
"You can," he tried to persuade her by rubbing soothing circles on her stomach, "The villagers can do without Mother Nature for a day, plus its winter nothin' growing in that hard dirt."
She wiggled her way out of his grip, "Well, I can't do without nature for a day," she sat on the edge of the bed and picked up her wooden leg.
Karl sat up and watched her, "Do you need any help?"
Y/N suppressed an eye roll before calmly shaking her head, "No, thanks," she buckled the prosthetic to what remained of her left leg. She stood up and walked over to her closet.
She dressed in a red-based outfit and did her hair before turning around to smile at Karl, who was watching her from the bed with a barely noticeable smile.
"I'm going to get something to eat, you want something?"
He stretched and rustled his hair, "Whatever you're having, darlin'."
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The smell of breakfast wafted through the air of the factory.
Y/N plated up the food and stared at it with a frown.
She felt as though something was missing. She looked at the bucket of dirt that was sitting in the corner of the kitchen, she waved her hand and watched as a strawberry bush grew.
She smiled to herself as plucked a few strawberries from the bush, "Perfect."
The young woman decided to cut strawberries while she waited for her husband, she smiled when she heard footsteps, "Nearly done," she said joyfully.
The smile slowly faded when she received silence in response. She placed down the knife and turned around.
Karl was looking at the strawberry bush in distaste, "I thought we talked about the dirt buckets."
Y/N nodded, "We did," she crossed her arms, "What about it?"
A frown formed on his face at her indifference, "I thought I said I was tired of finding dirt buckets all around the factory," he looked at the bucket, "The factory is a little messy but I prefer not to live in a complete pigsty."
