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“Nicoletta I swear to the gods if you took the last of my Kit-Kats I’m going to murder you!” Willow’s shrill voice echoed through the apartment, bouncing off of the walls, and probably making the neighbors consider submitting a noise complaint.
“It’s not my godsdamn fault! They were in the cabinet and I was hungry! It’s not like you put a fucking label on it!” Nicoletta yelled from the bedroom. She was currently under three blankets and a heating pad, attempting to enjoy the cooking show that was currently playing, but it was pretty damn impossible with the constant pain taking over her whole bottom half.
A scream came from the kitchen and Nicoletta heard a cupboard slam. Stomps echoed down their small hallway until the bedroom door was pulled open and slammed.
“Unbelievable! I cannot believe you’d do that! I should’ve just married a fucking guy! Maybe then he wouldn’t steal the one fucking thing I'm craving!” Willow screeched, storming over to the bed and stealing a blanket from Nicoletta’s blanket stack.
“Don’t you fucking dare! Give that back!” Nicoletta yelled, her short curls stuck to her forehead. She’s obviously overheating, and she definitely didn’t need all of those blankets.
Willow voiced those exact thoughts, “you don’t need every blanket in the damn apartment! Maybe stop being a bitch and share!”
”Share? I can’t believe you’d even suggest that! What are you five?” Nicoletta’s words bounce off the walls, making them even louder than normal.
”If anyone is five it’s you! You can’t even handle one of your three blankets going to your wife so she won’t fucking freeze!”
“That’s it! Take the damn blanket and go sleep on the couch! I’m sick of you!”
Willow scoffs, “why do you get the bed? If you're sick of me, maybe you should go sleep on the couch! Might teach you a lesson!”
”Because I’m in pain! Now go!” Nicoletta screams, pulling her blankets around her and turning away from her wife.
Willow storms out of their room, grumbling about ‘bitchy wives’ and ‘fucking thieves’ while the blanket drags behind her.
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They last about five minutes before cries come from the bedroom. Willow gets up immediately, rushing to her wife’s side.
“Willow! You abandoned me! I just want my wife back!” Nicoletta wails, making grabby hands at Willow from her nest in the bed.
Willow’s eyes fill up with tears, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry for taking your blanket, I’m such a bad wife.” Willow crawls onto the bed and her wife latches onto her. Nicoletta hides herself in Willow’s arms while they both bawl their eyes out over being ‘awful wives’ and how sorry they were for ‘being bitches.’
Eventually the cries die down and Nicoletta snuggles in closer, her pain meds finally kicking in, making her life so much easier.
Willow was already asleep and Nicoletta’s breathing was beginning to slow, Nicoletta let out a relaxed sigh.
“I love you Willow.”