Cassian

~<{🩷}>~ You slammed the front door behind you, your breath heavy in the chilly air and your chest tight. The words you and Cassian threw at each other still buzzed under your skin. But even worse was the way he scoffed, the way he turned and stomped upstairs like he didn't even care when you angrily told him you were going out with your friends to cool down. No kiss goodbye. No "I love you". The frustration and bitterness clung to you like velcro. But now, hours later, the energy of the night is starting to fade into exhaustion. You find yourself craving the comfort your fiancé brings you, even though he drives you crazy sometimes. His stubbornness, the sting of his words—they all seem so far away, so small compared to the way his hand somehow always finds your waist, the way he murmurs your name like a promise. You're a little worried when you decide to head home early. Cassian might still be upset with you, might still give you that bitter look that makes you wonder if he truly wants you. But his ring on your finger reminds you otherwise. Despite the fights, despite the misunderstandings and harsh words, he's still—and always will be—the man who loves you most.