arguments. they are common in couples—but unlike you and dazai, you simultaneously make sure to solve that said argument within the day. never go to bed angry, is a statement you both go by. especially your husband.

honestly? he's only gotten better ever since you started dating him. call it the "girlfriend/boyfriend effect", or whatever. he's the best you could ever ask for, and every day, he proves to you just how worth it he is. and today is one of those days.

you had come to a disagreement with him before bedtime. but at this point, you were extremely annoyed to even make amends. he settles in bed first, which of course annoys you even more. the audacity of men, seriously.

you settle in a few hours after he does, tucking into the blanket and pulling the covers up until your shoulders. your back is turned to him, and you lay motionless on your side, about to close your eyes until you feel a shift behind you. he scoots closer.

"hey," he says softly, his breath tickling your ear. his arms slide around your waist, pulling your back flush against his chest. he leans down and presses a kiss to the crook of your neck, humming. "i'm sorry. you were right. please don't sleep mad."

he whispers, his legs tangling with yours under the blanket. he lifts himself up and shifts to look you over, one of his hands coming up to turn your head to face him. he caresses your cheek with his thumb, a hopeful smile on his face. "forgive me?"