Ever After 2 (X Reader)

The Battle of Saint Valentine Day

Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear

Alex presses the head of the paintbrush hard against the wall taking in a deep breath and turning her head slowly towards her wife, today she was her annoying wife. "I hate that song shut up and turn it off!"

(Y/n) smirked lifting an eyebrow high into the air as their eyes met. "Oh really, well I love it and you are being grumpy because for one you didn't get your own way with the color of the paint and two you discovered I had a huge crush on Shakira."

"Why would that make me grumpy she can have you." Alex pouted. "I could choose the paint color I want then."

(Y/n) gasped hitting her paintbrush against the wall, splashing the shiny paint everywhere. "OMG, you would sell your own wife to Shakira so you could get your way! Well, I'm glad your true colors are coming out now early on in this doomed show."

"Why would I sell I would give you to her." Alex stood her ground.

"Still pouting about the paint how childish." (Y/n) smiled. "Who knew I was marrying a child."

"You didn't even listen to the reasons I wanted the color you just steamrolled me with this crap." Alex lifted her paint covered brush into the air, the horrible pale yellow clung to the brush offended Alex greatly.

"Quit crying like a baby and actually work, White, is boring."

"What like you, who spent an hour talking with Lena on the phone and then you just had to message Sara which led to another phone call that lasted forty-seven minutes and five seconds and then as if that wasn't enough you just had to FaceTime with Claire because she had something she needed to show you." Alex threw her arms into the air it had been one hell of a long day.

"That was an emergency." (Y/n) protested.

"An emergency that seemed to entail a lot of laughter." Alex mocked. "Oh, no way Sara we cannot do that." Alex heightened her voice to mimic her wife with a cut class tone. "OMG Claire, how did you do that?"

(Y/n)'s mouth fell open. "Are you for real?"

"I don't know maybe you should call Sara to find out." Alex scoffed petulantly.

(Y/n) let out a dry laugh. "And she'd be more fun and would like my choice of paint."

"Well, maybe you should have married her then," Alex shouted. "Then she'd happily agree to your canary color paint and then I wouldn't have to live in a place that looks like the inside of a damn canary!"

(Y/n) rolled her eyes. "Yeah because that makes sense when I loved you."

"It's loved now is it?"

"I'm not your biggest fan right now." (Y/n) said on a sigh.

"Fine!" Alex said impatiently. "Let's paint all this wall for lil (Y/n) with this gross paint she wants it done so much, why not add multicolor stripey drapes we can look like we are living inside a clowns pocket instead of a damn house!" With stubborn rage Alex took her brush and without care slopped a big messy splodge of paint on the end and threw it around her, sending bits flying everywhere. 

"Hey watch what you are doing!" (Y/n) grimaced as paint flew all over her. 

"What's wrong I'm doing as you wanted," Alex said innocently. 

"Yeah, like a jerk." (Y/n) said rubbing the paint from her face. 

"You know what Screw it!" Alex said firmly and with anger as she threw the brush on the ground marring the wooden floor with paint. "I'm done, you can paint this ugly ass color but you will do it on your own, enjoy your Valentines Day!" Without another word Alex stormed up the stairs ignoring how strange it was to storm up a staircase in an angry mood and slammed her bedroom door shut behind her.