y/n heard a knock on the door of their room.
"Please let me in snookums, I'm sorry" Abe shouted through the door.
"You can be sorry out there, I have nothing to say to you that can't be said through a door" y/n yelled back. They were so confused, why would Abe just be so rude to them for no reason? What did they ever do to him?
"I'm sorry darling. I just have a lot of paperwork lately and I'm always stressed out! I didn't mean to take it out on you," Abe said regretfully. y/n didn't respond.
"Hey, I would rather have you yell at me than ignore me, boothang" Abe said through the door, he tried the handle again but it was locked.
"I want you to show me that you're sorry, not just tell me" y/n responded, trying to stop themself from opening the door.
"Then let me show you," Abe said softly, and y/n opened the door. Abe had a bouquet of roses in his hand which made y/n very happy. Y/n hugged Lincoln tightly and kissed his cheek.
"Thank you," y/n said quietly. Abe kissed them on the lips, then his strong hands picked them up and continued to kiss them hungrily.
"I love you" Abe whispered in between kisses.
(A/N: tell me what you want and I will give)
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Abraham x y/n (Dealing with the President)
Romanceyou meet and fall, in love with the man of your dreams... Abe He's the president of the united states, and he's a busy man but... that face... those hands... mmm. satire RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
