It's been a while since the two if them talked. Each looking less and less vibrant loosing themselves in loneliness. After that very night wherein Minerva fell asleep I. Albus' arms by the fire and carried her to the bed afterwards to lt her get more comfortable which was sweet except for what he did after. He moved toward his recliner and slept there not even bothering to sleep next to her.
Ever since that evening she didn't speak to him because she felt that he didn't have the same amount of feelings that she harboured for him. It was surreal enough for him to actually say that he had feeings for her but she should've known that it couldn't have been to the exten that she was hoping to receive fom him. He could've slept beside her and everything would have gone better but he didn't so now she had to face that maybe his love was just not equal to hers. She tried to talk to him but she was just too embarassed and thought it best to just leave things as such to spare him the hassle if talking to her. Although, a part of her was denying his actions. Saying that he didn't mean to do it but what proof dies she have? She was already past asleep when he made the decision to sleep on the recliner rather than next to her.
Albus on the other hand was going crazy trying to figure out what he did wrong. It's been two weeks without her uttering a single word to him and things were getting out of hand and out of place. Documents were piling up on his desk, the minister of magic has been owling more than eight times a day, his office was a mess and other unfortunate results to his preoccupation but he couldn't care less. All he wants was to have Minerva back in his arms or at the very least talk to him once in a while to let him know that she was fine and that all she needed was sometime for herself every now and then. Just some reassurance that she still loved him would be sufficient enouh to satisfy his nerves and his heart.
He had to make things right even if he didn't have even the most miniscule idea as to what went wrong. He would talk to her tomorrow and settle everything with flowers and candy and if things go well...a night for just the two of them with no interruptions to spoil their evening but first he needed to get through all the paperwork that has manifested his desk and talk to the minister about his all new problems that have arisen throughout the period of time that he was left alone without his guidance to help him decide what he was goingto do or what deals he was supposed to accept or decline or issue at a later date. Honestly, the minister can't do any of that without a consent from Albus saying what was a go or a no.