"ya... are impossible..." elena spoke to graves as he decorated her in christmas lights after walking out of their shared bedroom. she was annoyed with her husband.
graves could only chuckle as she attempted to get the lights off her body. "you brought it upon yourself, sweetheart," he told elena as he walked behind her. "you said to suck it up, so i did,"
elena stopped and looked back at her husband. "that's not what i meant an' ya know it," she growled unhappy and crossed her arms to graves.
he chuckled again and walked up to her and set his hands on her hips. "i'm just playing with ya, sweetheart," graves said to her and pecked her forehead.
elena scoffs softly and touches his chest. "damn right ya are," she grumbled softly. "cause ya know i'll kick your arse if ya weren't."
graves chuckled again and hugged her against him gently. "and you would probably win."
"... ya damn right ya are,"













