━━ 𝗦𝗣𝗔𝗖𝗘 . 𝗰𝗺𝗯

Chapter 6

3rd Person's Point of View

As Corbyn and Michele lied in bed after putting their kids to bed, they continued to look at the night sky.

Corbyn put his arm around his wife's waist and pulled her closer to him. 

She turned her head so she was looking at him.

"I've got a question to ask you," she said. "Our daughter, today mentioned that there was something special about me that you love. What is it?"

"There's a lot pf things that I love about you," Corbyn replied.

"Such as?"

"Your personality. Your body. Everything about you."

"Anybody could have those things," Michele stated.

"I know," Corbyn said. 

"So what's the special thing you love about me," she questioned.

"Your eyes. There's this certain glisten they get when the moon hits them with a certain angle," he explained.

"Is it there now," she asked. 

Curiosity filled her mind, wishing she could see what he means.

"Not at the moment, but I'm sure they'll be there soon," Corbyn said.

Michele turned in the bed, and moved her head to look up to Corbyn. 

She put her hands on the back of his head and played with his hair. He just looked at her and smiled. 

"You were only gone for three months, but I still missed you so fucking much," she said.

"I missed you too love," he said. 

She stopped playing with his hair and buried her head into his chest, a sigh escaping her.

"What's wrong," Corbyn asked.

"I feel so useless. Everyone has someway to support their families and such, and I just sit at home, only you supporting us," Michele sighed again.

"You support us in the best way," Corbyn said. "You love and care for us. You make sure all of our needs are met."

She sighed again and looked into her husband's eyes. 

"You bless me with amazing children and an amazing wife," Corbyn said. "There is not amount of words that could describe how much you've blessed me in our lifetime."

They stared into each others eyes.  She put on hand on his cheek, and he put both hands on her back, holding her close to his body.

She moved her hand to the back of his head, smashing her lips onto his. 

As she pulled away, she whispered, "I love you Bean."

They remembered the old nickname that hadn't been said in years.

"I love you too," he said. "I always will."