i love you baby, trust in me when i say. oh pretty baby, don't let me down, I pray. oh pretty baby, now that I have you, stay and let me love you baby, let me love you.

you've been dating lee for a while now, about a year to be exact. she loves you and you love her. when the relationship first started she wasn't exactly the most affectionate, usually just small touches or quick kisses. you didn't mind though. since then she's gotten more affectionate. she'll come up behind you and hug you, not saying a word, just swaying slowly with you as she presses a few kisses to your head. in bed, she'll wrap her arms around you and tell you about work, of course, leaving out the nasty bits. lee never understood how she scored someone like you, someone so perfect in her eyes. lee loves everything about you, she tells you she loves you every moment she can. leaving for work? yeah. coming home from work? yeah. watching you get ready? yeah. if you talk bad about yourself, mentioning how your thighs or stomach are too big?, she'll stand next to you while you look in the mirror, observing you. "you're perfect." she'll murmur quietly, then hug you, her thumb tracing circles on your stomach.

deep down, lee is worried she'll lose you. it's not that she doesn't believe you'll be her forever, she's just scared she will do something wrong. you are her world and she loves you to the moon and back. right now you're both in the living room, after having convinced her to watch one of those wedding shows. her cheek is smushed into your stomach, her arms wrapped around you. "I hope she doesn't pick that one." you say quietly, your fingers running through her hair. "you'd look good in the previous one she tried on." lee mumbled, letting out a gentle sigh and pressing a soft kiss to your stomach.