11-30-2021, 06:26 PM
No one told Fabian, marriage was hard. For what his mother had described it was bliss, and he hoped for it, he just didnt knew how you got there. He thought his parents had been happy, they simply got along...but with Carsen it was another story. He always felch such tension and akwardness.
Seeing him struggle due to his heavy burden, he knelt to help him out of his snow boots "its fine...what´s there for dinner?" he asked " you know you don´t have to cook, just give the head chef instructions on what you want done and it will be done" he ended always saying the same thing. He was about to add that way hell have more time for his passtimes, but realized he didn´t had an idea what Carsen enjoyed to do before he was married to him.
They went to the large dinning room. He sat at the head of the table and waited for the footmen to bring in dinner and for it to be served. He looked in silence at his husband, wondering what he could do or say now to him. So he silently took a bite.
Seeing him struggle due to his heavy burden, he knelt to help him out of his snow boots "its fine...what´s there for dinner?" he asked " you know you don´t have to cook, just give the head chef instructions on what you want done and it will be done" he ended always saying the same thing. He was about to add that way hell have more time for his passtimes, but realized he didn´t had an idea what Carsen enjoyed to do before he was married to him.
They went to the large dinning room. He sat at the head of the table and waited for the footmen to bring in dinner and for it to be served. He looked in silence at his husband, wondering what he could do or say now to him. So he silently took a bite.