Sokeefe Snippets

Short Fluffs Pt 2

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Keefe's POV
"KEEFE FRICKING FOSTER!"

    Well, this day was off to a great start. Keefe winced slightly and hurriedly tried to tip-toed to his office room to grab his pathfinder. Cursing himself for leaving it on the third floor despite knowing he'd need it. (His office was on the third floor, very smart they should have put it in the first.)
      Right. He was on the first floor and his wife was on the second. " KEEFE FOSTER YOU COME HERE RIGHT THIS SECOND OR YOU WILL REGRET IT!" came another yell.
   

     Keefe winced again. Okay so maybe he shouldn't have dyed his wife's hair neon pink and hid her documents for Team Awesomesauce. Actually he should have leaped to Dex's house he minute he did. So now he was stuck between choices. Ugh he hated making decisions. He always ends up making the stupidest ones. Like that time he ran off to the Neverseen back when they were 16...and that other time he decided to push Sophie away and end up getting stabbed...or that other time—he's getting sidetracked. What was he thinking again?
    

    Ah yes. His Foster Funny Operation. He could now wither head up to his wife, apologise and beg her to forgive him or he could attempt to sneak up to the third floor and make a run for it despite the fact that Sophie could catch him in less than 30 seconds. ( she's probably giving him a second chance by not coming down and hauling him back up and make him regret his life choices)
Or he could run out the house and camp out in the woods behind it.
      To be honest he was kinda considering the third option. Wait. He could just run out the door and head to the woods and hail Dexy or Fitzy to come save him! He smacked his head quietly. Why was he so dumb? Never mind he didn't want to know.
      Without thinking, he sprinted out the front door and ran straight to the back. Probably 10 minutes after he got there was when he realised he was dumber than he thought.
He forgot his imparter in their room.
    This was probably pretty top in his list of " Dumb ways to die" actually never mind he has too much that ties with everything.
'Keefe your forgetting I'm a telepath and that I can track you and I can inflict on you right now.' a voice whisper-screamed inside his head. 

      Whoops. Why did his brain never work when he needed it to? Right. Because it was given to him by—best not to drag stuff here he had enough crap to deal with already. He reluctantly trudged back to his house and there she was. Honestly she would be terrifying if she didn't have neon pink hair. Which still managed to look good on her.
     Sophie was sitting on a huge blue throne like chair, with her right leg crossed over her right and her fingers on the right hand tapping the armrest. The throne had gold swirlings on the top making her look as much of a queen as she was. Her beautiful brown eyes were narrowed and she seemed to be holding herself back from grabbing something to smash into his head. Mostly because  he was her husband and she loves him. Also because she'd be charged for murder. Not like that'll matter if she actually did want to kill him. She's done worse things.
       He was rambling again. He gulped and walked towards her, cowering in her steely glare. " Where. When. How. Why. Did you do this?" She said, calmly. (Okay fine maybe she said each word so sharp is almost sliced my head off and uhh well yeah.) (HP anyone?) "I-uhh-I'm sorry, darling! I thought-I thought it'd be fun..." He stuttered, using one of her favourite nicknames to address her in an attempt to soothe her.

      Success! Her shoulders sagged slightly and her face softened and she opened her mouth to speak but then caught herself. " I-fine. Well, if you do it again, I won't let you off so easily!" She warned, staring him in the eye. He gulped audibly and then play-saluted her. She giggled softly and then took a step forward in his direction. He didn't need anymore to understand that she wanted a hug. And possibly a kiss. He ran forward and enveloped her in his arms, holding her to his chest and pressing his lips to her cheek, listening to her laugh against his chest.

   Everything was good. Until Sophie realised that her hair was still neon pink and pulled back to glare at him. " I'm not speaking to you until you get my hair back to its original state," She concluded, crossing her arms and turning away. Keefe fought a smile. She was so adorable when she was mad. He ran up the stairs and opened the drawer in his office and fished out an elixir that Dex had created and ran back down.

   "Here. Drink this and your hair will be back to normal," Keefe panted, breathlessly, handing the clear vial of a purple liquid to his wife. She narrowed her eyes at it, skeptically but drank it anyway and within seconds, her hair was back to its beautiful blonde shade. Which also means more kisses and hugs. He grinned and pulled his wife back into a hug and rested his face in the comfortable crook in her neck. She laughed softly. " All you want is kisses, hugs, me and my love," She smiled softly. Keefe hummed in response and intercepted, " Not really. I also want mallowmelt." Another slight vibration from Sophie's beautiful laugh.

   " I'll get you some soon. The only thing I can give you right now is kisses, hugs, my love and if you behave, me," she whispered into his ear before kissing the top of his head, prompting a smirk. He moved his head up, even thought it physically and mentally pained him to do it and then tackled Sophie. Grabbing her by her waist and lifting her into the air and swinging her about as she shrieked and yelled.

" KEEFE FOSTER PUT ME DOWN BEFORE I DIE!"

Keefe laughed and swung her even more. " I take back what I said! You're not having me, my kisses or my hugs!" She screamed, clutching the fabric of his shirt at his shoulders incredibly tight. Keefe pouted. " If that's the case...I'll swing you more. Maybe you could go see what Fitz really sees in the Chandelier!" Laughing, Keefe threw her up in the air and her face was absolutely priceless. He caught her of course. And felt bad so he had her sit on his lap on the couch while he showered her with kisses, with his arms wrapped tightly around her.

  " That was actually terrifying," she whimpered, burying her face into his shirt. Keefe mentally slapped himself. " Sorry, my love. I didn't mean to scare you like that, here. I won't let you go, you can stay here for as long as you want and I'll stay with you. And I promise not to do anything stupid." He whispered, a small attempt to make her feel better and apologise. She nodded andd held him tighter. 

    After 10 minutes and Sophie's emotions were back to normal, he decided that he'd risk his life once more. He slowly pried Sophie's hand that was clutching his shirt off and placed it on her lap, ensuring that she was not holding on to him before half-getting up. Sophie shrieked and was a few inches away from the ground when Keefe caught her again and placed her back on his lap and hugged her tighter.
Sophie was not happy. She looked like she was going to burst into tears any minute. Or going to bite his head off. Maybe both. " Why would you do that?" She cried, punching his chest rather hard. " I'm sorry, I forgot! I just...I'm sorry!" He pleaded. Okay maybe that little scare was taking things a bit took far.
They ended up going back and forth with him apologising and her being frustrated. Kisses did not help in this situation sadly. Though he did know that his kisses were making her feel better.

Eventually, he wore her down. They ended up snuggling and falling asleep on the couch with Keefe's arms wrapped extremely tight around Sophie, whose left hand was thrown around his neck and holding on for dear life while her right was glued to the fabric of his shirt. He liked this position, it allowed him to kiss his wife anytime.
Right before his eyes fluttered shut, he leaned down to press his lips to her forehead once more and whispered, " I promise you, darling. Neither of us are going anywhere."

Do not come at me for this weird story I wrote I honestly do not know who,what,when,where,why this story was written.
This was mostly written on my phone so if there's any errors I'm incredibly sorry! I hope you liked this weird little thing I wrote and if you didn't I don't blame you. This took me incredibly long and I feel like it's not worth it but okay! I hope you guys are having a great time and I love you all!( Ideas for whatever stories or things you want to see in a story are welcome! I'll try my best to write them and hey! It might even give me inspiration to write something new!) If you have anything that you'd like to see, pls don't hesitate to comment it! Your comments are very engaging and sweet and I love reading them! Thank you for the reads, votes, comments and love!
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