The Last Architects

Chapter Forty-Three.

2023, June 15th. Not a single thing was the same anymore.

. . .

"Hey, hey, hey! That goes to the left side! I thought you guys said you looked over the blueprints already? The steel has to go to the left because it needs to be out of view- no," I groaned as I watched the construction workers lift one of my more expensive materials to the opposite of where I was pointing, but at the sound of a car pulling up behind me, I quickly turned. I could go into all the sappy details about how my excitement was purely because the person I loved had gotten off work, and that nothing else made me happier than the two of us being on the property together, but instead I'll say it was because none of our workers listened to me.

The moment the car door closed, I wrapped my arms around Skyler's neck, pulling him down and kissing him softly, unable to keep my smile from growing against his lips. "I'm so glad you're off, but, my darling, they've stepped on like nine plants now, they're trying to put the steel fencing on the right side of the house instead of the left, they cut a branch where the library's going, and it was way bigger than they said- Hi!" I blinked when I realized how many problems I was giving him.

He looked down at me as if taking in all the information, but when he began to laugh, I couldn't help but let it go, leaning into him when he hugged me tightly. "Ok, let me whip them into shape. I did say you should dye your hair for them to listen to you, they are so judgemental." Skyler rolled his eyes and I did the same, "don't dye your hair." He whispered against my ear as he led me over to the workers who were just standing there like I'd been unclear with my directions.

"How can a college design be that hard to figure out..." I mumbled into Skyler's side, leaning away for just a moment to take off my cover shirt when the sun proved too hot to deal with it. "But whatever, you're the man, I believe in you." Grinning, I finally caught up to the workers, frowning at their relief to see my fiance.

"It can't be that hard to follow my fiance's directions?" He walked over to the director and I covered my mouth to hide my smile, "I find them very easy, unless it's because you think you know better?"

"No, sir. But how he was explaining made no sense." My jaw fell open at the sheer audacity.

"Let's see." Skyler looked over the building, covering his mouth slightly at the amusement. And I watched as he took the lead on the directions, taking the men to the back of the house. He was so... Attractive, when he did things like that... And when I saw him walk back to me, I leaned forward into his chest, assisting in taking off his suit coat. "I got you lunch, figured you would be too distracted to order anything."

"Aww, you didn't get my text? I guess the service here sucks... I wanted to make you lunch since you'd been working and I made sandwiches... We can eat a lot! It doesn't matter." I kissed his cheek, folding his coat over my arm as I walked back to the front door.

"Oh, definitely. Fuck whatever I brought." He blinked and I couldn't stop myself from laughing, "homemade over any other food." I looked back as Skyler loosened his tie, and I offered my hand to take it.

"Everything is filthy right now, and we're tearing up the flooring, so I don't want your things to get dirty. I spent this morning hanging up some racks for your jackets and stuff so you don't have to put them on the floor- also, I know I really liked the couch... but the stuffing was moving earlier so I threw it out..." I cringed, nodding at Skyler's horrified expression.

"It what? Oh, god. We can find one of similar color. Or make one. I closed the sale for a few designs so that money can be spent on the furniture?" He left a kiss on my head as he handed me his tie, and I felt like I could die happy any time of day.