If It's Real / Darling Let Me Know - TNN Marjoreece Drabbles & One Shots

Honey

If anyone called me "honey"
It was standing in the bathroom, white teeth
They were saying that skirt don't fit me
And I cried the whole way home

She tugged the hem of the skirt farther down her thigh, hoping to cover a bit more of what she didn't want to see in the mirror. But each time she did, it slid further down her abdomen, exposing more of the "rolls" she was trying to hide. It was like a terrible, silent game of tug-o-war, and she was losing.

Marjorie rolled her eyes at her own reflection, trilling her lips as she released a deep, frustrated sigh.

Reece rounded the corner into their bedroom, flattening his hair over his forehead.

"Oh, honey," he laughed, taking a full look at his wife's outfit for their night out.

Marjorie's shoulders fell in defeat, any semblance of confidence rushing out of her body.

Of course, she thought to herself.

"Yeah, yeah. Get it out the way. I know it doesn't fit."

Reece pulled his head back in bewilderment.

"I just love when you wear that skirt," he explained, blinking his eyes as he looked her up and down through complete adoration.

"Really?" Marjorie replied. She cut her eyes up at his, but he was looking everywhere but back into hers.

"Yeup," he nodded, emphasizing the plosive at the end of his reply. "It's a shame you won't be wearing it long."

And with that, he rushed toward his wife, lifting her over his shoulder and sending her into fits of laughter as he marched her towards the bed.

But you can call me "honey" if you want.