Benedict Bridgerton Regency Imagines || Benedict Bridgerton

Our Cottage (Short Drabble)

Your hand feels so delicate in his as he leads you into each room, your face a picture of wonderment that makes his chest ache. You look so utterly entranced by every nook and cranny, causing him to swell with contentment—witnessing the happiness radiating out of you with every new door he opens.

This will be your home. Together. A place you will build memories, love, and bring life into the world if you are lucky.

The sunny parlour, the warm dining room, the cosy library, the glass conservatory he has co-opted as his art studio, and even Mrs Crabtree's kitchen make you beam with excitement. He can only watch, his eyes soft, as you even admire the shiny copper pots that hang above the range and the elegant platters that line the shelves.

But it's your expression when he sweeps open the door to your joint bedroom that is his most treasured. The way you clasp your hands together in front of your chest, fluttering around the room like a contented bird: looking out the window across the neatly kept gardens to the fields beyond, lingering at the green tiled fireplace, pulling up to the four-posted bed and running your hand over the brocade bedspread, shooting him a heated look with a bite of your lip that makes him want to sweep you off your feet and ravish you again right away.

Once you have seen every space, he leads you outside onto the terrace, and you take a seat together on a bench, tucking under his arm in a way that feels so much like serenity all his troubles seem to melt away. And when the sun cuts through the dabbled trees and catches your face as you twist to look up at him, he is at a complete loss for words. Your beauty, the inner one that radiates from within you, makes him dumbstruck.

Only one thing feels out of place—My Cottage no longer feels an apt name. The urge to get out his paint and amend the sign that adorns the gateway is so strong that his fingers flex against your waist where he gently holds you.

It's undoubtedly Our Cottage now.