His Wife | Severus Snape x OC

nineteen

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"I don't want to go to bed. It's still too early, Sev." Rosabelle protested.

"You mentioned wanting to watch the game tomorrow. You need to get some sleep."

"But it's Harry's game tomorrow. How can I possibly sleep?" Rosabelle's wide grin revealed her immense excitement for the upcoming Quidditch match between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.

Severus let out a sigh; his wife was behaving like a child, unable to sleep due to excitement. He couldn't quite grasp it himself. After all, it was just a Quidditch game, one that involved... Potter. What was so extraordinary about it?

Watching Rosabelle as she paced around the room, humming a cheerful tune, Severus couldn't help but crack a small smile at the sight of his spirited wife.

He approached her and scooped her up in his arms, prompting a surprised yelp from the woman.

"Put me downnnnnnn!"

"No. Bed. Sleep," Severus muttered resolutely.

"I can't sleeppp..." Rosabelle protested with a whine.

Ignoring her pleas, Severus shook his head and carried on toward the bed, while Rosabelle continued her futile attempts to escape his grasp.

Gently, Severus placed his wife on the bed and swiftly tucked her in.

"Severus..." Rosabelle continued her complaints.

Severus sighed, his plan to grade his students' essays that night pushed aside. He knew Rosabelle's restlessness would make it impossible to concentrate, so he chose to stay with her and ensure she got some much-needed rest.

He settled into the bed and turned to face her, noticing her now furrowed brow.

"Close your eyes," he whispered, shutting his own eyes and drawing her closer, his hand gently patting her hips in an attempt to lull her into sleep.

"Severus... I can't sleep..."

He reluctantly opened his eyes, finding himself locked in a close gaze with her. Their faces were so near that Rosabelle couldn't resist planting a tender kiss on his nose.

A sweet smile graced Rosabelle's lips as she looked at Severus. She was a simple woman, she couldn't help but be captivated by his face. Slowly, she extended her hand to cup his cheek. "Has anyone ever told you that you look exceptionally fine today?"

Severus playfully rolled his eyes before leaning into her caress. "Now you're making me sleepy, Belle."

Rosabelle chuckled softly, and Severus decided to return the favor by gently cupping her face and tracing the contours of her features with his fingertips.

The soothing touch of her husband's hand made Rosabelle feel remarkably at ease, causing her to let out a soft yawn.

Rosabelle inched closer to him, nestling herself comfortably by resting her head on his chest. A warm smile curved on Severus' lips as he gently stroked her hair. It didn't take long before the gentle sound of her snoring filled the room.

Severus gazed down at her, pressing a tender kiss onto her hair. In a soft, affectionate murmur, he whispered, "Sleep well, my love."