Working - Through
My wife is busy. Extremely busy.
Her new case is driving her insane. Which in turn, is driving me insane.
An hour ago, I asked her if she would like some tea to calm her nerves while she worked in the living room. She snapped at me and said, "Can't you see I'm busy? Don't talk to me 'til I'm through!" She had a large volume next to her and one in her lap. Parchment was spread all around.
I brought her the tea anyway. I put it down - on a coaster, mind you - on the table next to her and began to leave, fully intending to leave her alone. Then I heard her sniffling.
"Oh, Ron," she said. It was oddly muffled. I turned to find her mouth covered by her hand as she cried. Wildly hiccupping was more like it. I kissed her on the top of the head and left her alone. I knew it would happen again. It never ended.
Just minutes ago, I edged around the couch to the Prophet on the table, terrified she'd burst out at me again. "Well, I'm sorry. But I'm very busy! I'll talk when I'm through."
"Through? You're never going to be through, Hermione! Until this case is presented, you're going to jump down my throat no matter what I do!"
She stood up, and gathered her books. "I'm sorry I'm in the way of whatever is so important that you have to do. I happen to be working, helping to pay for this flat that is completely overpriced! I'm trying to be the best at my job so that, perhaps, if I work long enough, I'll be able to rise and not have to work so hard." She began to walk around me. "I mean, do you ever want me back? And I - "
I grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her full on the lips, mostly to shut her up. When I pulled away, I kept her shoulders in my grasp. "You're never going to stop working this hard, love. It's just what you do. You work. I love it about you. Even though it could lead to my premature death."
She half-smiled. "Great. Now let me go. Maybe tonight, if you stop getting on my nerves, you might get to have me for a little while."
I smiled widely. "As long as I chose what you do."
She raised an eyebrow. "That can be arranged."
