To The Moon and Back? (Rosé x Fem Reader)

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Six

Y/N's POV

Today is Christmas and I woke up to my beautiful wife having drool on her face. I smiled down at her and snapped a picture of her sleeping self as she just looked cute; in a weird drooly kinda way. Plus, it's also our first Christmas we are having in our new house. I mean we have zero decorations set up because everything is still basically in boxes, but it's the spirit that counts. I kissed her forehead,

"Rosie, it's Christmas, wake up." I said softly to my girl as she just rolled over on her other side and away from me. I rolled my eyes at her, "fine, I'll just take my morning shower alone."

"Sex?" Was the first thing that came out of her mouth. I couldn't help but smile at her tired voice and how she already wanted more sex. Last night, Rosie and I celebrated Christmas together alone, exchanging gifts and also having some great sex, really breaking in the new house. So I guess she's ready for round who knows what.

"Sure, as long as you get that drool off your face, we'll be good." I said as I got out of bed and walked to our master bathroom which was a dream bathroom. The shower was a rainfall one and had a nice bench in it. There was a stand alone bathtub and a hers and hers sink which was really nice since we could now get ready together.

I heard Rosie's footsteps behind me and as I turned on the shower, arms wrapped around me. I leaned back into her touch and she laid a few lazy kisses along my neck, earning hums of approval from me. I stuck my hand in the water to see if it was warm enough and it was. I waddled into the shower with Rosie attached to me and she immediately slammed me up against the shower tiles. A smirk formed on her lips,

"I wanna do you first, baby."

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Damn, I love how I feel after sex. I'm satisfied from cumming and I'm also satisfied for making Rosie cum multiple times. Living the life.

We are now currently getting dressed for the Christmas party that Clare is having over her house. I'm sifting through box after box trying to find my black jeans. I've been looking for over five minutes and I finally give up.

"Love, have you seen my blac– are you kidding me?" I see my lovely wife walk into the walk in closet wearing my black jeans. I pointed at them, "take them off, now." I demanded her. She bit her lip a little,

"No." I rose an eyebrow at her,

"So this is what we're going to do?"

"Gotta catch me first babe." She said before sprinting out of the closet and out of our bedroom. Now she's somewhere in our very new house that I still haven't learned the layout of, fucking fantastic. I started wandering around the big house, first checking all the rooms upstairs which consisted of the guest rooms and one of the offices, which is going to be mine. I didn't see her in any of the rooms, so I made my way downstairs and continued looking around, shouting for my wife who hasn't been responding.

I then walked into the big living room and got completely sidetracked because of the large window wall. I remember when I saw it in the pictures for the first time, I knew I wanted this house because it will always remind me of our apartment. I made my way over to it and just looked outside as it was softly snowing right now. I don't know how long I was standing there, but it must've been a while because I now heard Rosie shouting for me.

"Y/n?" She said as I heard her walk into the living room. I felt her presence next to me and just scooted closer to her.

"Sorry, I got distracted." I apologized to her as I just continued watching the snow fall. She rested her head on my shoulder, sighing softly,