Drabble:27
POV:Rose
The day started out normally. Dimitri and I woke up and after breakfast, reported for duty after exchanging 'I love you's. Only when we returned home did things go downhill.
It was our first 'couple's fight'. And it started over something so trivial. We'd both been under a lot of pressure with the present conditions in court, but one simple comment cracked the dam of our patience. Dimitri asked me to clean out our living room, and I accused him of being a slavedriver. He'd retorted with how childish I was acting and I lost it. From my childish behavior we moved onto his self righteousness, fine I called it prissiness, moving to a plethora of offensive comments that neither of us really meant. After screaming at each other for a dreadful quarter-hour, fine I yelled while his voice remained level, I stormed out of the apartment to work out in the gym.
Two hours later, Dimitri walked in. He watched me annihilate two guardians in combat. Then, handed me a water bottle. I took it without meeting his eyes and walked away. He left soon, without one word to me.
After another two hours, I walked back to our apartment, exhausted but wary. We had never fought like this before, and I didn't know where we stood right now. We'd both said some pretty horrid things, which we needed to discuss.
Taking a deep breath, I unlocked the door and walked in. The entire apartment was spotless. My uniform was ironed and folded over a sofa a Tupperware box containing pasta was on the table-my dinner. All the books, DVDs and photo frames were arranged symmetrically. The floor was vacuumed. Laundry done. While I'd been boxing to Nine Inch Nails, Dimitri had been cleaning.
A pang of guilt shot through me for both ignoring him at the gym, and seeing his handiwork. But I was resolute, we had to talk about our fight. He knew better than anyone how I hated it when called a child, yet he had used it against me. Then again, I had known how he hated messes. With a deep sigh, I finally approached our bedroom.
I stood at the doorway for a moment, observing Dimitri by the soft light from the hallway. Thankfully he was asleep, but he had a slight crease to his forehead. I changed into one of his tees and slipped into bed, both physically and emotionally drained. I scooted over to the edge, trying to not disturb him.
But I guess old habits die hard, because the moment I slipped in, he rolled over and wrapped his arm around me. Still asleep. And no longer frowning.
Words he said long ago came back to me, I feel more at peace when I'm with you.
And I turned over and wrapped my arms around him, snuggling closer.
The next morning, I woke to Dimitri tracing patterns on my shoulder. He smiled and whispered I love you. I whispered the words back to him. And just like that our fight was over. We had both been stressed and we'd both been unintentionally hurtful. But we loved each other, and really, that's all that mattered.
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