Sansa is a very good police officer, dedicated to his job. At least.. that’s what he thought. Until he met you. He fell absolutely in love. He adored you. He soon, easily became more dedicated to you than he was to his job. You become his first priority in time.

He loved your obsession with cats, and thought your disgust with dogs was funny. He loved watching and helping you make you cats’ meals. He loves cuddling you, calling you his kitten. He lived playing with your hair and caressing your curvy body. He loved cupping your face and kissing your lips with his. He loved sucking your skin and creating hickeys. He loved seeing stress over finding the perfect outfit and the perfect perfume to go with it. He loved your dirty, perverted mind. He loved the deeply sweet relationship you had with your mom. He lived your humor. He loved teasing you so he could feel you melt into his body, his touch, his voice… He loved how you were always so excited for him to get back home from work, and how you’d always care for him. He loved your shopaholic ways. He loved your love. He loved everything.. He just. Loved. You.

Eventually, he proposed to you. It was nice and romantic. Today was the wedding day. Neither of you had seen each other all day. He didn’t know what your dress or anything looked like, and you didn’t know what his suit or anything looked like.

You two were both still getting ready in your separate rooms with your bridesmaids/groomsmen while people attending were finding seats.