Polly Grey

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3rd person pov
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The soft light of dawn crept through the curtains of Polly bedroom, casting a gentle glow on the room. Polly stirred, blinking her eyes open to find her wife, y/no still asleep beside her. The sight brought a smile to her lips; y/n auburn hair fanned out over the pillow, her face peaceful in slumber.

Polly slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb y/n She moved through the house, the wooden floorboards creaking softly under her feet. In the kitchen, she set about making breakfast, the familiar routine calming her mind. She brewed a pot of tea filling the air with the familer smell as prepared y/n favorite pancakes.

Polly's thoughts drifted to the challenges they had faced together. Life had not been easy, but in y/n Polly had found an unwavering source of strength and love. It was Maeve who had stood by her during the darkest times even just knowing she had her girl in her corner nothing she couldn't do

Lost in her thoughts, Polly didn't hear y/n approach until she felt a pair of warm arms encircle her waist. She leaned back into the embrace, sighing contentedly.

"Good morning, love," y/n whispered, her voice still thick with sleep.

"Good morning," Polly replied, turning in y/n arms to kiss her softly. "I was just making breakfast. I hope you're hungry."

"Starving," y/n said with a grin, her green eyes sparkling with affection. "But only if I get to share it with you."

Polly laughed, the sound light and genuine. Together, they finished preparing the meal, working side by side in a comfortable silence. When everything was ready, they sat at the small kitchen table, savoring the simple pleasure of a homemade breakfast.

After they had eaten, y/n reached across the table taking Polly's hand in hers. "I've been thinking," she began, her tone serious but loving. "About us, and our future. No matter what comes our way, I want you to know that I'm here for you. Always."

Polly squeezed her hand, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. "And I'm here for you my love You've made me believe in happiness again."

They sat there for a moment, hands clasped, eyes locked in a silent exchange of promises and love. The world outside their door was uncertain, but within the walls of their home, they had found something unbreakable.

As the morning sun continued its ascent, bathing the room in warm light, Polly and Maeve held each other close. They knew there would be challenges ahead, but together, they felt ready to face anything. In each other, they had found a love that was true and enduring, a love that made every dawn feel like a new beginning.

hands intertwined, Polly pulled y/n over to sit in her lap as they sheard couple of loving kisses y/n brakes away "I do belive we should go get ourselves reddy for the day" with one last kiss y/n gets up and walks out and to there room

*** time jump******Y/n pov ***

I walk through the old wooden door of our home i turn the key in the lock and hear the familiar click of the lock and The door creaks open, revealing the warm, dimly house bring light by candle light . The scent of lavender and sandalwood filled the air, calming my nerves that had been frayed by a long day.

I alk in being Polly was curled up on the couch with a book resting open on her lap. She looked up, her face lighting up with a soft smile as our eyes meet "Hey, stranger," she said, her voice a soothing melody that always made me feel at home.

"Hey," I placed my bag by the door and kicking off their shoes. "Missed you today."

Polly closed her book and set it aside . She walked over and wrapped her arms around me pulling me in to a warm and sweet imbrace "I missed you too," she whispered against my neck

We stood there for a moment, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside forgotten Polly pulled back slightly, . "Rough day"

"Yeah, but it's definitely a bit better now," I lean in to press a soft kiss to her lips.

I could feel her smile against my lips before she pulled away a took ahold of my hand smiling "Come on, I've got something to show you," she said, leading us towards the kitchen.

I followed confuse on hat she was up to but you never no with Polly grey we entered the kitchen,The table was set with our favorite meal, candles flickering softly and casting a warm glow over everything.

"What's all this?" I asked, touched by the effort Polly had gone to.

"I thought you could use a little pick-me-up," Polly said, "Sit down, relax. Let me take care of you tonight."

I felt a rush of love and gratitude as she pulled my chair out for me to it down . Polly poured us a glass of wine and handed it to e as he took her own seat opposite me . We spent the next hour talking, laughing, and enjoying the delicious food she had prepared.

After dinner we walker back to the living room. We sit down we me resting my head in Polly's lap as she stroked their hair gently. "You always know how to make everything better," I mumble as my eye close from the comfort of her fingers running though my hair

Polly chuckled softly. "That's because I love you," with a cuckel I feel her press her lips on my forehead in a sweet kiss
I open my eye and look up at the beauty that is above me "I love you too," I say whistle reaching up to cup her cheek. "More than words can say."

We spent the rest of the evening like that, wrapped up in each other, talking about everything and nothing. The stress of the day faded away, replaced by the warmth and comfort of being with the person they loved.

As the night wore on and the candles burned low, I felt a sence of charm coming over me that No matter what the world threw at us we knew they could face it as long as i had Polly by their side.

"Come on," Polly said softly, helping Y/N up from the couch. "Let's go to bed."

We made our way to the our bedroom As we lay down together, I feel Polly's arms wrapped around my waist pulling me tirther to herself

"Goodnight, love," I feel Polly whispered.

"Goodnight Sweet dreams my love."

With that we fall in to the land of dreams warped in each other's arms just where we should be

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