your favourite thing to do was read.any book you’d even look at your husband would buy. He spoiled you rotten when it came to your book addiction. You had a few massive bookshelves even a whole reading room for yourself, he liked to admire you when you where reading, he thought it was the cutest thing when you make those different expressions when you read, and he’d just lay next to you or hold you or read something with you. But right now you were reading again you had been reading all day, determined to finish the book you’re softly settled on the comfy couch in your reading room as he came in wanting some attention.

“Love, when are you finally finished? I want to spend some time together.”

he sat down on the couch a pout on his face

“Almost done, just 115 pages to go.”

you say flipping another page.

“But that takes so long..” he whined

“Be patient.”

you say not looking at him but still reading, you could hear him sigh and suddenly feel him grip your legs together his head resting on your knees, he was gonna patiently wait for his wife to give him some attention.