You just had an argument with your husband.

He was angry at you because earlier you told him that you didn't need him in your life.

It was heat of the moment.

As you terribly regretted it after you said it.

However, currently you were getting ready for bed.

You made your way towards the bed only to see Oliver grabbing a pillow and blanket.

Making his way downstairs as he closes the bedroom doors behind him.

You got into bed and tried you hardest to fall asleep but you couldn't.

Yet a few hours later into the night, you went downstairs to him.

Seeing him sleeping on the couch.

You walked up to him and sat on the ground.

Resting your back against the couch.

Eventually you feel asleep next to him, but you woke up to being carried by someone.

It was Oliver kissing your forehead when he saw you staring.

You yawned tiredly, asking "what are you doing?"

He added "taking us to bed."

You kept staring at him, as the sense of guilt came back.

Asking him again "aren't you mad at me?"

He painfully smiled answering, "you might not need me in your life, but I need you."

"You're all I need and want"