Coitus {Keith Powers Imagines}

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Little Affairs (two)

You were awoken by the scent of cooked sausage from the kitchen. Though it smelled good, you knew it was Michael's way of saying sorry.. hence it's the only way. You sluggishly removed yourself from the bed, grabbing your robe and head for the kitchen. "Um.. good morning?" you greeted. You faved Michael's back as you watch him back a batch of pancakes. He turned his head slightly.

"Good morning, babygirl. Breakfast will be ready in a few." "Is this your way of saying sorry?" you questioned. "Y/N... yes. I'm sorry about last night. I'm sorry about everything that happened yesterday. I have no excuse. I missed the very important evening. I get that.. but you gotta let it go."

"Let it go? Let it go? I'm not that Frozen chick who thinks it's ok to 'let it go'. It was our fucking anniversary! Our first anniversary!" you argued, getting even more pissed. Michael turned off the stove, placing the food on the table. "Breakfast is ready." he said. "Ohhhh.." you scoffed. "And you think I'm going to eat with you? Thanks but no thanks. I don't want to eat pity food. Besides.. I need to go freshen up." you rolled your eyes. "You're doing the most, Y/N."

"And you're doing the least, Michael. But who's complaining, huh? Obviously not me since you don't fucking get it."

"OK! THAT DON'T MEAN I WANT TO HEAR YOU COMPLAIN ABOUT IT EITHER! DAMN..."

"WHO ARE YOU RAISING YOUR DAMN VOICE AT? NIGGA I WILL CHOP YOUR DAMN DICK AND SERVE TO YOUR MAMA IF YOU EVER YELL AT ME.." you threatened.

Michael went silent, sipping his drink. "You fucked up. Not me. I sometimes regret marrying your ass. But I love you too damn much to be regretting. That's why I'm still here. But you gotta contribute. Or else I won't be. That don't mean I'm not pissed. Cause I am. Hella pissed." you reassured him. He sighed, rubbing his chin. "You know I wouldn't hurt you the way I did."

"But you did. Yesterday was supposed to be special. I had to spend it alone, Michael. You broke my heart. I don't know if I'll ever forgive you." you huffed, trying to hold back tears from shedding. Michael got up from his seat, wrapping his arms around your waist. "I'm truly sorry, baby." he said. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling yourself in closer. You pulled back looking at him. "Let me wash up.. then we'll talk." you suggested. Michael nodded, letting you go. "I love you." he said.

"Love you more..."

But did you really?

To Be Continued...

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~ Nai