Short Stories And Oneshots!! (GirlxGirl, BoyxBoy, BoyxGirl, LGBTQ)

I Always Keep A Promise

Bex normally didn't bother coming to parties like this, but the museum had just held a massive exhibition, and all the other activities they'd held leading up to it had gone off with a bang.

And after a depressing few months for the museum, a staff celebration was well deserved.

Really, it was a all thanks to her husband, Thomas.

A professor and scientist, and if it wasn't for him and his leadership, it'd have all gone to shit.

Well, he led everyone to finally confront the higher ups and get them to actually work with them, instead of delegating their work and taking all the credit. Fucking jobsworths. Needless to say, her Tommo didn't stand for it.

And she could honestly burst with pride. Her husband of 21 years, father of their children.

As a writer and producer, Bex travelled in and out of the city, and kept her phone off or on silent so she could focus.

She hated that her job took her away from her family. Part of her blamed it on how she was raised. Where she was from, it was common for one parent to travel for work and to provide for their families.

Mother or father.

Her mother did, she was a performer. Her dad raised her, but when her mother came home they spent days and weeks as a family before she had to get back with her fellow artists.

They remained loyal to each other. Where she was from, it was frowned up to be unfaithful. Sometimes it led to excommunication in some parts.

But she hated how she missed things for her husband. And she knew how he felt. How it would hurt and frustrate him.

But she promised she'd be here. No matter what.

And she never broke a promise.

She followed him around from a distance, seeing him interact with people.

His dark hair, piercingly caribbean blue eyes, his habit of scratching his beard when he was interacting.
How his eyes would disappear when he smiled.

She missed it. All of it.

She sat on a chair, sipping her cider.
Nobody interacted with her other than the odd hello.

Mostly because she'd scare them off, or they knew whom she was married too.

The kids were staying out, their daughter was with her band. Their eldest was on trip with some mates, and their youngest was a friends house, so the house was empty.

And Bex knew exactly what she wanted with that.

However, she was stirred from her thoughts when the couch dipped at the side of her. She turned, and found the same pair of striking blue eyes that she was gazing at earlier, glaring at her intently.

"Rebecca... nice to see you showed up." Said her husband, his lip slightly curled.

He was the only person who she ever allowed to say her full name, nobody except for him, and he usually said her first name when shit was serious.

"Tommo... I promised you I'd be here." Bex replied, smirking as she said his nickname.

He looked his wife up and down briefly, "Guess I was used to you doing your own thing."

Bex raised her brow, her laid back attitude probably starting to annoy him. But he liked it. She knew he did.

His face didn't change, other than his jaw clenching.

"You know how things are baby," she spoke, "But I don't break my promises, when have I ever?"

Tommo moved his eyes and stared at his hands. Strong hands that Bex missed. She resisted the urge to touch them, brush her hand over them and intertwine their fingers.