A Misunderstanding
Mini scene
I come to you with a look of curiosity and innocence on my face as I tug on the hem of your jacket with a question on my lips. “Yes?” You ask softly as you turn to look down at me
“When will I be able to help you?” I ask as I watch your fingers continue to stir the mixing bowl.
“Dont worry I have it handled.” You say gently then turn your head back to focus your attention on the recipe. I drop my eyes, and sigh but then see a whisk full of batter. I smile and take it from your hand and lick it happily, while sitting at the table watching you, cook for us like always.
I sigh as I hear the banging in the other room. I run in my sock feet along the hard wood floor. I slide into the room to see you with a hammer in one hand and a nail in the other. Slowly positioning it properly before swinging. I wait patiently until the nail is in before speaking, knowing if I don’t you'll hit your thumb like last time. “Ah… can I help?” I ask softly.
You flinch slightly and turn to look over, a smile on your face. “I've got it sweetie, go back to your books.” You blow me a kiss by just puckering your lips. I sigh and go back to my corner of the kitchen and read silently.
Your hand in mine, warmth and love spreading through me as we stroll the park. “Do you want to get coffee?” You ask softly.
“Why can't I ever do anything or help you?” I finally ask. Thinking I'm more of a nuisance to you than a partner.
You chuckle softly. “You can help, but wouldn't you rather enjoy your free time? I know how much you like your book time and fantasy worlds. The amount of books you collect is getting so large.”
“Maybe I just want to spend time with you…” I say softly looking away.
“Oh… I didn't realize you felt I was pushing you away when I said that I was fine. I'm sorry. It was never my intention. I just like taking care of you and our home. Making it so you never have to think or worry about anything…” You say as you stop and look down into my eyes, taking my other hand in yours too. You thumbs caressing the back of my knuckles. “You basically grew up fighting and surviving on your own. I figured you deserved better and could finally relax and do what you enjoy and love.” You sigh heavily.
“I didn't realize that was why you did this, did our routine, and did everything for me. I thought you thought I was in the way or useless…” My voice softens at the end.
“Never useless, too useful. If I don't provide, you won't need me, beautiful. You're too smart and capable on your own. I need you to have a reason to keep me around.” You say as you lift my chin with one of your hands together, making me look up into your eyes.
“I will always need you and I have enjoyed not thinking or worrying about anything. It's odd getting used to…being able to rely on another person for once.”
“Well I've always got you and happy to know I can always ask for your company.”
“Of course. Thank you for loving me.”
“Loving you has never been the hard part.” You kiss the back of the hand you had brought up to my chin and I smile all goofy, happier than ever.
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