Regret (Deanna Troi)

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Prompt: You didn't have to marry me you know.
Deanna Troi was was completely and utterly stressed out. Her wife was being extremely stubborn and continued to accuse Deanna of cheating on her with Commander Riker. Earlier that day, they had an enormous fight.

"Deanna! You said you'd be back an hour ago! Where were you? You weren't with Riker were you?" Her spouse had interrogated.
Of course not my love. You are my Imzadi, my wife, I love only you." Was her calm response.
"You called him Imzadi too, what aren't you telling me!"
"There is nothing I'm not telling you, I simply went to him for counsel about our anniversary."
"Like I'm supposed to believe that! You didn't have to marry me you know!"
Deanna had just sat there shocked while her wife packed her bag.
"My-my Love, please. I'm not cheating on you! I love you! Imzadi!"
"I'm going to be staying with Beverly and Wesley." And with that she left.

After her wife had left, Deanna went out to find Will.
"Will, I need you help!"
"What is it Deanna?" He asked not allowing her into his room, only partially dressed.
"S-she, she left Will." Deanna didn't even need to explain to her best friend who she was talking about, he knew because he lost the fight for Deanna's love to her.
"Your Imzadi? You wife? Why would she leave?"
"She believes I'm cheating on her with you!" Will smiled,
"Well that would make sense, I mean, she did fight me for you." Deanna frowned.
"I don't understand, she was willing to marry me, even though my mother banned it, she was willing to fight you, even though you are a man. It doesn't make any sense!" Deanna turned and walked back to her room, leaving Will confused in his doorway.
Upon reaching her room, Deanna could her soft music playing from inside, hopeful that her wife had returned, she ran into her home. Looking around frantically, losing her calm aura, the half Betazoid searched for her wife. Finally, she ran into the bed room. The half human stopped and smiled, because laying on her bed was her runaway wife wearing more than revealing, blue lace lingerie. Deanna stood frozen as her wife walked up to her, her long hair tumbling down her back.
"I figured I should make it up to you, for freaking out I mean." The betazoid woman said, as sexily as she could. Deanna laughed and kissed her wife, looking forward to the excitement that awaited.

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