Marjoreece Oneshots

Little Spat

Marjorie had fallen asleep on the sofa, hair clinging to her wet, tear streaked cheeks. She didn't mean to, she would never willingly sleep before her and her husband had made up. But she was exhausted from everything,

Reece slowly walked in the room, ready to apologise. But when he saw Marjorie was asleep, his anger rose again. He didn't know why, his wife was so peaceful when she slept. But the fact that she went to sleep before they made up, that made Reece seethe.

He stormed out the living room, going to the bedroom and closing the door. If Marjorie  wanted to play this game, he would play.

*

They spent the night apart, and when morning rolled around, Reece was up already, working on getting himself ready for work.
Marjorie slowly woke, pushing hair out her face and rubbing sleep from her eyes. She climbed off the sofa, making her way upstairs to get ready for work.

She opened the bedroom door, being greeted by a mess. Reece was still as angry as yesterday. He had thrown clothes around the room, digging through the wardrobe to find something to wear.
Once he realised Marjorie was there, he just glared at her, grabbing his clothes for the day and leaving the room. The brunette just ignored it, tidying the clothes on the floor back into the wardrobe, before finding herself an outfit for work.

They got dressed separately, ate breakfast separately, did everything separately. Marjorie hated it, she hated it so much.
Reece, on the other hand, was too angry to know anything else. He knew that secretly, he wanted nothing more than to hug and kiss his wife, to hold her and be with her. But he was too angry to say.

The final straw came when Reece just left the house. He was ready so he just left. Marjorie scrambled to get her shoes on, not wanting to make Reece late, only to open the door to find him driving off. He had gotten in the car and just gone.
Marjorie had it. That was it.

*

"Reece!" She yelled as she stormed into the nursery. Thankfully it was early enough there were no children, and only a few other staff members.
"What now?" Reece rolled his eyes as the brunette walked into the office.
"You! You are just a bastard. First you make a mess of the bedroom, one I have to clean up! Then, you refuse to talk to me this morning! And after all that, you fucking drive off this morning without me! What are you playing at?!"
"I'm allowed to be my own person Marjorie. I don't know why you're acting as if we have to do everything together," Reece replied calmly, only making it worse for himself.
"You don't get it! You don't fucking get it! I was trying to apologise and make up to you all fucking morning! I didn't mean to fall asleep, but I was exhausted! I was so drained! I was going to talk to you this morning, and you acted like I was a nasty disease you were avoiding! Reece, I tried. I really tried," Marjorie says, her voice sounding broken towards the end.
"Marjorie. Your shift starts in 10 minutes. You're covering in the rooms. Go get yourself ready."
"That's all you say to me? Reece, seriously make up your mind. I'm not going to be in a one-sided marriage. Figure out if you want this or not, let me know by the end of today," Marjorie responded, walking out the office.

Reece sat there, staring into nothing. he didn't know why he told Marjorie that, he didn't know why he said any of it. He just wanted to go and hold her, to love and kiss her. He didn't know why he wasn't saying it out loud. He loved her.

"Reece?" Mia knocked on the door.
"Yes?"
"Don't mess it up with Marj. She is the best thing you'll get. She is sweet, kind and caring. She just needs the communication. She doesn't want to end up in a divorce like her parents. She doesn't want it to be like that. She really cares for you, I know because she told me after we had drinks one night. It is sickening how much she adores you. Just tell her how you feel, tell her you're sorry. Just, don't mess it up. That would be real stupid of you," Mia said, her voice dead serious, she knew Reece needed to take her seriously and actually hear her.
"I won't Mia. I don't want to lose her. I love her so much. All I've wanted to do is hold her, but for some reason I'm still angry at her for our little spat last night. I don't know what to say."
"Actions speak louder than words Reece. On her break, go up to her and just hug her, or kiss her. Whatever, just do it. You don't have to speak yet, just that will do."

*

Marjorie's break rolled around, and Reece watched her make her way up to the staff room. He looked to Mia nervously, to which Mia responded with a gentle nod.

Reece stood up, heading to the staff room. He took three deep breaths, before opening the door and heading inside. Marjorie looked to see who it was, but once she saw Reece, she turned back around again, lowering her head.
"What did I do wrong? What have you come to tell me off about?"
Marjorie didn't get a response, which made her curious. She turned around, watching as Reece stood there nervously.
"Reece! What now!?" Marjorie snapped.
"I- I- I've come to tell you I'm sending you home. I've had complaints about your attitude. I can't have staff behaving like that. We have cover, you are done for the day."
"Oh for gods sake. You know what?" That one question made Reece's stomach drop, he had no clue what was coming next. "Don't expect me at the house. I won't be there." With that, the brunette stormed out the room.

Reece stood there staring.
"So... not great?" Mia asked.
"I sent her home. I just sent her home. I can't believe I messed up this badly."
"Yeah, you're a dumbass," Mia said plainly, "But she loves you. You will talk it out, and it'll be fine. Just focus on work, that's all you can do right now."

*

6:30pm rolled around and the nursery had closed. There was nothing left to do other than lock up. Reece tried to find things, something to occupy himself, but Mia made sure she couldn't.
"Reece, go home. Talk it out with Marj."
"She might not even be there, what is the point of going if she's not there?"
"Go home. If she's not there, ring me. But I'm sure she's there," Mia said, pushing Reece out the office.

Reece drove to the house, a pit in his stomach. He wasn't sure if he would walk in to find his wife there, or if he wouldn't.

He unlocked the door, taking a deep breath as he looked around the house.
"Please Marjorie," he muttered to himself.
He searched the rest of the house, but didn't see her. He didn't really know what else he had expected. Of course she wasn't here, she said she wouldn't be.

He slumped down into the sofa. He wouldn't believe it. Marjorie wouldn't leave him like that, she would say. She wouldn't do this.
He picked up his phone, reluctantly dialling Mia's number.

"She's not there?" Mia questioned, she was hoping she wouldn't get this call.
"Nope. I let her go. I don't know what to do now."
"I'm sure she will be there, give it till the evening. If she really doesn't show up, text me and I'll come over," Mia said.
"Okay," Reece sighs, hanging up the phone.

He switched on the tv, putting on a comfort film. The only thing he could do now was wait. Wait around for the evening, when he would either call Mia, or his wife would come home.

*

10pm rolled around, and Marjorie was still wasn't there, she hadn't showed up. He didn't want to call Mia, he knew he probably should. But he had hoped. Marjorie wouldn't leave him like this, she just wouldn't.

A knock at the door jumped Reece out of his thoughts as he ran to open it. He wasn't expecting what he saw.
His wife clinging to Mia, her head buried away.
"Mia?"
"I found her in the park 10 minutes away. She was just sitting there crying. She couldn't bring herself to move. She asked me to bring her home, not to the house but home. Reece, she asked me to bring her to you," Mia explained.
"Marj?" Reece questioned.
"I-I'm sorry," she sniffles, moving from Mia to Reece's arms. She buried her head in his chest, slightly shaking.
"It's okay my darling. I've got you, you're okay. I have you," Reece shushed her, holding her tight. "Thank you Mia."

He shuts the door, placing his hands on the back of Marjorie's thighs, lifting her into his arms. He carriers her to the sofa, sitting down with her in his lap.
"Hey my love, can you look at me?" Reece asks.
"I-I'm really s-sorry," Marjorie sniffles as she looks at Reece.
"It's all okay my dear. It's all okay," he smiles, placing his hands on either side of her face.
"I love you. I-I will always come h-home to you," she sniffles, her cries letting up.
"I know you would have baby. I know you. I was here waiting for you. But it's okay, you are here now. That's all that matters my girl," Reece says, keeping contact with his wife the whole time.
"I love you."
"I love you too my love," Reece replies, bringing her in for a short, love filled kiss.