Day by Day

Bad Day

Pouring two glasses of wine, one for me and one for Harry. He had a bad day at work which is weird. Doesn't want to talk about it, he just wants a glass of wine. He walks to the counter and takes a seat on a stool as I hand him a glass. He takes a quick drink and rests back the glass.

"I'm sorry I'm moody right now... Nothing bad actually happened, just a long day..." I stay silent as I drink my wine. "You okay?" He asks me.

"Yeah, just tired. Long day too." We stay silent. Too silent. When I finish my wine, too quickly, I turn around to the sink to wash my glass. "Hey..." He calls me, I turn to look at him before I reach the sink.

"Do you think you could finish my wine? After the second taste I got bored." I walk back to the counter and take a seat again. I watch him play with the glass, careful not to spill the wine.

"This is good wine, you should drink it. You had a bad day." I tell him resting my elbows on the counter and I place my face on my hands. He smiles and reaches for my cheek. I remove my right hand so he can touch me. He smiles, no teeth.

"I'd rather have some water or actually I'm in the mood for hot chocolate. With marshmallows. You can have the wine. Get drunk." His smile becomes bigger.

"You're in a better mood now. That's good." I smile back. He reaches for my forehead and plants a small kiss. .

"I'll drink your wine and make you some hot chocolate... But only one cup of chocolate."

"I can make the chocolate baby, it's fine", he says and stands up. "Don't be silly, I'll make it for you. It's easy." I smile and he sits back.

"With the tiny marshmallows?" I roll my eyes and get off the counter. "Fine, kid." He laughs and it's the most amazing sound.

"Thank you... Hey babe?"

"Yeah?" I'm reaching the top for the chocolate. "Can you come here for a sec?"

I look back to him. "What for? I'm making your chocolate, one thing at a time please." A small laugh comes out as he gives me a serious look.

"Just come. Please? Please?" He keeps saying please until I go to the other side of the counter. Harry is sitting on a tall stool in front of the counter. I stand between his legs and his hands go to the back of my thighs. My hands rest on his biceps. "Thank you."

"I haven't even made the chocolate babe." I laugh, not understanding why he's thanking me.

"Thank you for being patient with me after a bad day, for being understanding with me, for taking care of me, for making me hot chocolate, for being here with me, for loving me as much as you do. And if I didn't say it already, thank you for taking care of me. You're amazing with me and sometimes I feel like it's too much. I found the most amazing girl to be with, to share my life with. And I love you, very much." His stare is so deep in my eyes I almost cry.

His head falls on my shoulder and I raise it so our eyes lock.

"I do all of that because I care about you," I say as I push his hair back, "I love you so much and I don't like it when you're sad, angry, tired or whatever it is that you are. So I'll make you hot chocolate to make you feel better if that's what you want." We both smile like idiots.

"What would really make me happy is you, kissing me, right now." I look at him with a funny look and I lean down to kiss him and I feel him smile against my lips. I grab his hair at the bottom of his head, resting my forearms on his shoulders.

"Now I'm gonna make that stupid hot chocolate so we can go to bed and watch tv. Agreed?"

"With marshmallows please... And yes, agreed."

I reach for the chocolate as the milk heats on the microwave.

"Can I ask you something?" I say and rest my weight on the kitchen cabinets. "Ask away."

"Why were you in a bad mood? Someone said something to you or you fought with anyone? You can tell me if you want, you don't have to."

He stands from the counter and walks towards me as I turn to the microwave and take out the heated milk. He stands behind me with his arms around my shoulders, hugging me. I throw in the cup a couple of spoonfulls of chocolate and mix them together. Harry kisses my temple, on both sides of my head. We both move a step to the right to reach for the little marshmallows and back in front of the cup. I open the bag and with a spoon he throws little marshmallows into the cup.

"What a team." He says and I smile as his arms around me get tighter. "It's nothing important, I swear. I didn't fight with anyone and everything is good. I just had a bad day", he stops mid sentences to kiss my hair, "everyone has bad days."

I grab his hands and pull out of his embrace to turn around and hand him his hot chocolate. "All ready, try it."

He takes the cup from my hands and takes a sip of the chocolate, some marshmallows going in his mouth. "It's perfect. Thank you." He gives me a sticky kiss and puts the cup down on the counter.

"Are you hungry? I can make you a sandwich or something quick."

"No baby, right now all I want is your arms around me and you fingers in my hair", he says and he kisses the spot under my ear and picks me up bridal style. "Bring the cup, I'm kind of busy right now." I laugh and take his cup of chocolate in my hands and he walks us to our bedroom. I open the door and grab the remote from the table. Harry walks us to the bed where he gently settles me down, careful not to spill the chocolate.

I move up the bed as he walks to his side, takes off his shirt, pants and shoes and puts on gym shorts. He sits next to me as I turn on the tv and his head falls on my belly. One of his arms goes around my waist. My right arm goes around his back and my left hand goes in his head, caressing his scalp.

A few minutes go by. "Harry what time do you have to leave tomorrow? Maybe we can have nice long big breakfast together?" I ask him and no response.

"Harry?" I lean down my head as much as I can to see him asleep with his mouth slightly open on my stomach, his breathing deep and slow.

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