#💕 crimlune // ellen & thomas.

[theirmadness]

@crimlune: ellen & thomas. ♡

staring at her reflection in the mirror, ellen can barely believe the blushing bride staring back at her is herself. a year prior, when it was her best friend's wedding, ellen had found herself wondering if the time would ever come for her own nuptials. would there ever be a living soul brave enough to take her to wed? and alas, the fates had been kind! god had brought her, her sweet and loving thomas...

ah, thomas. a breath of fresh air, kissed right into her cold lips, lighting the fire inside her that had died long ago. her nights were no longer cold and lonely, and her days no longer a sleepy haze. she was now someone's wife. she spent the entire day grinning. the wedding was nothing like anna's, but ellen thought it was the most beautiful event she had ever attended. thomas had gone out of his way to make it special, with what little money they had available for such a thing. ellen insisted she did not wish for him to spend much on it.

but thomas never listened when it came to pleasing his wife. and pleased her he had. the cabin he had brought her to was wonderful. a wedding present from anna and her wealthy husband. a week away at this lovely place, where they could spend time alone. she giggled to herself as she started to remove the pins and flowers from her hair. thomas had insisted on bringing her something to drink himself, and she felt lighter and happier, as if she were on a cloud. a wedding band on her finger, and hutter added to her last name, she was so happy.

when she hears his approaching footsteps, she turns on the vanity, having rid herself of the simple but beautiful wedding gown and now wearing only her undergarments, her dark hair cascading down her pale shoulders, she smiles lovingly at her husband, who looks at her like no one has ever looked at her before. ellen's entire body hums with love and anticipation. thomas has been proper, he has waited. oh, but she can not wait any longer. ❝ what are you waiting for, mr. hutter? will you not kiss your wife? ❞ her tone is breathless.