it was a long day at the hospital for you. you came home in your light green scrubs, white tennis shoes and your hair in a messy bun on your head, with a grumpy attitude

so, you set your keys on the ring next to with a sigh and put your bag down on the ground, slipping off your shoes and walking into the kitchen

“love, i’m home.” you say and enter the kitchen, your shoes tapping the wooden floors lightly

kennedi was your (lesbian) wife. she was everything you needed— sweet, caring, gentle, and kind. she has tight ginger curls, freckles, pale skin, blue eyes, curves and a blue hoodie.

kennedi is about 6 months pregnant, with a baby girl. damn it you loved her and that baby so much..

kennedi was cooking dinner, and she turned to see you, she smiled

“i missed you love..” she said in that soft ans sweet tone of hers. god it pissed you off how much you loved her…

she walks over to you and places her hands on your neck, smiling at you

“how was work my love?” kennedi asks, kissing your cheek