#Wife abby

[feelingmild]

cooking with abby hcs

This is my first time writing anything on here, but I had the idea. and it's too cute not to write 😕

Warnings: FLUFF!!

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• she loves watching you cook more than anything. The sweet smells of food you know she loves is enough to make her lovesick to no end.

• grabby as fuck. any cooked food/ingredient she can get her hands on, you better believe she's eating it. Obviously paired with the slight glare when you smack her hand away from it

• if she's just waking up and you're making breakfast? She's ALL OVER YOU. Grabbing at the plush of your hips, your waist, your arms, kisses on your neck and shoulder, any part of your body she can get to.

• if she cooks for you, it's endless hovering around you, asking questions, and waiting for your approval before she even thinks of sitting down to eat it herself.

• gets SO sleepy after her dinner settles. Tugging you down and laying on any comfy surface. Resting her head in your lap, your shoulder, putting her head on your chest with that stupid smile. And if you start playing with her hair? She's OUT.

• absolutely hugs from behind. Rolling out of bed, hair frayed from her usually neat braid. Soft hot kisses on your neck with occasional sleepy groans as you're making breakfast. Always making sure to hug and sway with you.

• your efforts never go unappreciated. She will make sure you know how much she appreciates every single ingredient you made sure to put in a dish.

• absolute horrible sweet tooth i don't care what anyone says. Constant begging to make her favorite kinds of cookies, sweets, pastries, anything.

• most definitely is the spouse that wanders off in grocery stores and comes back with arm fulls of stuff you don't need

• Wife!abby who loves giving you exotic spices and bouquets of herbs/edible flowers.

• Wife!abby who snakes her hands under your shirt, cupping your breasts while you're cooking at the stove

• most certainly has a cookbook and organized recipe cards

[illovehaileesteinfeld]

Abby taking care of you 💗

*- cw: fluff, sfw, abby being a cutie patootie, cowgirl abby, trophy wife r! (?), modern au, abs washing your hair, no use of y/n.

The summer heat nearly drowned you, time passing impossibly slow as you busied yourself with tasks, waiting for abby to get home. Abby had been training new employees at the ranch and bar she owned, being gone for almost 10 hours now.

In her absence, you had done many things: planted new flowers in the garden, baked abby's favorite cookies nearly burning yourself in the process , and spent excessive time with the assortment of pets you and ab's had been fostering.

laying on the couch waiting for abby, you had eventually fallen asleep, only waking with a massive headache and being held in your wife's muscular arms.

"mm, sleep well love?" Abby asked, looking down and moving a strand of hair from your face. Her cowboy hat was beside you both on the couch, her denim jeans familiar as you lay on her lap.

nodding softly, you nuzzled against her hand, finding comfort in her warmth as she smiled down at you. She felt so at ease with just you being there, every nerve built up in her body during the day calming as you let out tired mumbles.

"I saw ya' planted some new flowers, hm, baby? Wanted sumthin' pretty in our yard?" she said, rubbing your head softly, not really expecting an answer in your sleepy state.

"mm.. they're purple" you said, wearing a sleepy smile as her hands began to work away your headache.

"pretty, baby" abby said, noticing the way you calmed as she massaged your head. "ya' wanna get some rest, baby, or wanna take a bath with me?" She asked, kissing your cheeks softly.

"mm.. bath?"

"sounds perfect, love"

a few moments later, abby had carried you into the bathroom and began running the warm water in the tub. She placed your body care products on the ledge, her own pine soap placed beside them.

As you sat on the counter, watching your wife's every movement with tired eyes, you held a stupid smile watching her begin to undress. Your eyes trailed over every inch of her skin before she walked over to you, looking into your eyes with a certain shine in her own.

beginning to take off your sweater, abby stopped your actions, doing it herself and helping you fully undress before holding you and setting you down in the tub. Sitting beside you, your head now rested on her bare chest, her hands once again working on your head as she massaged the day away.

"feels good, baby.." you mumbled, barely taking notice as she hummed softly and wet your hair. Rubbing your thumb on her waist, you sighed, content as she rubbed shampoo across your scalp. Her hands worked magic, taking as much care with every movement as she could.

the shared bath didn't last very long, as soon enough abby had lifted you up, drying you off before carrying you to your bedroom. Now as you both lay in bed, your breathing nearly the same, tiredness seeped into both of you.

your head once again resting on abby's chest, her chest softly rising and falling rocked you to sleep. Her callused hand was on your back all night, keeping you asleep and well rested for whatever would happen when you both woke up.

[abbyshands]

wife!abby anderson who has no issues carrying you to bed when you accidentally fall asleep on the couch, cradling you in her arms because you’re her pride, her joy, her baby. so, when she falls asleep on the couch, you try your best to lift her, scooping your arms under her body like she always does to you. but, to no avail, you can’t. abby wakes up then, rubbing her eyes, angelic blues peering sleepily into yours as she rasps out in that tired voice of hers, “baby? what are you doing?” you feel so bad for waking her, giving her a little frown as you pull back and stand up. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to wake you, i just, i wanted to bring you to bed. like you always do to me,” you mutter a bit embarrassedly. abby chuckles, sleep deprived brain making melodies of your words, because how could she be so enamored by a single human being? “oh, sweetie,” she laughs, taking your hand and kissing the back of it, her eyes reassuring. “i love you so much.”

[puppywilliams]

fuck halloween

a/n: hi everyone! this is my first ever posted smut so im lowkey rlly nervous to publish this but i wanna test the waters..heres some halloween smut.

warnings: semi drunk reader, dealer ellie, fingering r/receiving, oral r/receiving, car sex, halloween party, vampire ellie, pirate reader, use of the word “daddy”

you were tipsy. colors colliding together from the lighting of shitty LEDs some dickhead placed in the corridor to make the party seem less boring than what everyone knows it is. you weren’t there for the party, or even the worst booze in town shockingly (considering the fact you’re always down to drink). no-no. you were here for Ellie. your girlfriend who’s trying to make some quick cash from selling.

you still dressed up, and so did ellie. even though you secretly knew she did it just to make you happy.

you looked down at your attire, wrapped in a cheap spirit halloween pirate costume. ellie was somewhere in this place that seemed Far too big to be a house dressed as a vampire.

you wandered until the knee high boots you thrifted made the soles of your feet ache.

after a few minutes of searching you finally spotted her auburn hair and the weed in her hand she was exchanging for a wad of cash.

you let yourself wander some more until she finished. it was a Rule. Don’t intervene in a deal, she didn’t want you to be linked to whatever she was selling, it was too dangerous, she doesn’t Just sell weed.

when she was finished however, you trotted over. not missing the way her eyes lingered over you. she placed a hand to the side of your waist, thumb rubbing over you gently.

“hey..” she uttered in That voice. the voice that made you know without a doubt you were gonna be fucked silly tonight.

you decided it would be best to play the ‘ditsy drunk roll’ even though you Both knew you weren’t that drunk. ellie knows you, and she knows exactly what you drink When you drink. never lets you take a sip out of anything unless She clears it. its another rule, one you follow like the rest. they’re all in place to keep You safe.

you stall for a second before answering. “hiiii..” you drag out in a voice that screams ‘please for the love of god fuck me silly tonight’.

she gives you a toothy grin as a response and leans down to nip at your neck. when her glued in fangs don’t let her get much access, she goes for the safe route.

“you wanna get out of here, babygirl?” she says staring at your body, already drunk on the way your figure looks in the costume. you give her a simple pleading nod and thats all it takes for her to drag you away from everything and out to her truck.

you fully expect for her to take you home, lay you down, and make you beg for the strap, but she doesn’t. instead opening the car door of the back seat, the hinges to her old truck squealing. she signals for you to hop in and gives your ass a little pat as you crawl up into the seats you’re Too familiar with.

she follows after and shuts the door, immediately ripping the fangs out of her mouth and licking at her teeth. getting used to the feeling of her mouth now being completely empty, and more so preparing to fill it with nothing but You instead.

she kissed at your neck softly, you whimper a bit before shes biting down fully and causing you to let out a sharp gasp. its an accident truly, ellie was a kisser. maybe even one to suck on your neck a bit and give you a hickey. but Never a biter.

shockingly however it doesn’t seem to last long, as youre both already so worked up theres no point.

while she kisses down your chest, her hands are running down your thighs, lighting a fire that runs all the way to your core.

its like shes picking you apart piece by piece each time to make you fall apart, normally its by the slowness of it that ellie has a tendency to lean towards, but not tonight, because tonight she isn’t wasting a single minute.

you prove yourself right as she rushes to rip the center of your fishnets open, making a sound of each twiddle of woven fabric being torn apart. shes looking down and groaning as she rubs your cunt through your panties, shes making sure she uses her two fingers at a slow pace, up and down. you gasp when she reaches your clit each time. all she does is look at you with a shit eating grin. it makes you wanna kick her teeth in a little. a wet spot now nice and visible down the center of the lace she picked just for You.

you can see the way her eyes roll back a bit when she spots it. “fuck baby..so wet huh?” she asks softly, but all you can seem to do is nod quickly. shockingly, thats all she needs tonight. normally she would make you tell her Exactly what you wanted, slap you around a bit to get you going, but tonight she simply pushed your panties aside, sticking in two digits into your heat and groaning at the wetness.

ellie had recently gotten finger tattoos, you had found a new love in watching them disappear as she placed them inside of you. you pulled up your dress and groaned as you examined the scene before you. “fuck…” you said to yourself breathlessly. ellie shush’d you.

“i know baby..shh i know..”

she wasted no time curling her fingers and hitting that spot deep inside of you that made your belly churn. “yeah baby..take it..its okay take daddys fingers.” she breathed out and you moaned like a pornstar with the way her thumb rubbed at your enlarged clit and her fingers pushed in and out of your pussy with ease from your slick.

“all this? over what? two fingers? god id think youre a slut but youre too damn tight for that...shit..so fucking perfect just for me and my cock, shh baby i know…” she adds on as she hears your babbling whines.

she removes her fingers from your swollen cunt, instead deciding to lean her face down and start kitten licking at your clit while she holds your panties to the side. using her free hand she held onto you leg, keeping you nice and spread for her while her tongue grazed over the swollen button. licking a bit farther down to your entrance before sinking it into you and curling it upward.

she rotated between a pattern of tongue fucking and sucking on your clit and sinking in two fingers while swirling her tongue around it. no matter what she did you were Out Of It. moaning so damn loud people inside could probably hear and predict your orgasm, maybe not as good as ellie, but theyd have a clue. it didn’t take you long before you were all dumb on her fingers and wrapping your fingers in her hair whimpering “‘mgonnacumpleasefuckpleaseellieplease” when you fulfilled your promise ellie was quick to lick what was left over, pulling her fingers out and moving upwards to put them in your mouth. feeling you suck on them she grinned at you. “thats my good girl”

[youhavenofaithinmedicine]

cowboy abby..... so girl husband

[megakingslayer]

Omg Abby is a girl too stop making her overly masculine or super tall? She’s 5’8” - 5’9” not 6 foot 😭 like what am I looking up at???

Context - I was reading some fanfics of her one had her height ab 6’7”??? HUH I had to stop bc why would you do that n another fic had sum like “her strap was hardening in her pants” WHATTT am I reading about Abby or a man? Free my lady

[hitmehardnsofttt]

Who’s hungry?

[arcaneisundermyskin]

FR.

[normalgirl63]

me when she kills an entire city bc she's just a patootie 🎀

[ilikebreadbyitsself]

Lol the way it’s pulsing her name in morse code

[spidervee]

I've been thinking about honeymoon sex with Jake. How he refers to you as Mrs. Seresin every chance he gets and praises you for being such a good wife when you come on his cock

abby why must you do this to me? why must you make me thirst ever so much more for this stupid man? i love you 🌻 Jake x wife!reader; 18+ only; suggestive language and the lead up to filthy smut; not edited I am tired

You’d seen the muscles in Jake’s jaw tick when the hotel concierge had finished checking you into your suite with a warm smile and a please enjoy your stay and let us know if there’s anyway we can be of assistance, Mr. and Mrs. Seresin.

It’s almost amusing, the way Jake’s darkening green eyes watch as the elevator buttons light up one by one, his foot impatiently tapping as you both wait to be delivered to the suite on the tenth floor of the Hawaiian resort Jake had spared no cost in securing for your honeymoon.

“Tired?” Your question is innocent, your hand coming to rest gently on Jake’s bicep where it emerges from his fitted t-shirt. He quirks and eyebrow at you in response and you offer the sweetest smile you can muster. “You just seem eager to get to the room,” you continue, withdrawing your touch as the elevator doors begin to slide open on your floor. “I know you can never sleep on planes, so…”

Your teasing is cut off by Jake firmly planting a palm on your ass, a teasing smack as he steers you out of the elevator, your luggage already waiting by the door of your room.

“You think you’re mighty cute, huh Mrs. Seresin?”

Ah, so that’s what’s got him so hot and bothered. The idea of Jake being turned on by the fact that you’re his wife now makes your thighs tremble in anticipation. Nothing’s changed, not really. You still love each other the same as before you both signed that slip of paper and then fucked in the bathroom of the bridal suite while Jake tried not to tear your wedding dress. Still, you know Jake and you know his family and, despite how different he is from most of them, you know that as an eldest son from a pretty conservative Texan family, there’s something about the word wife that makes Jake feral.

“You tell me, baby,” you reply coyly, “You married me. You must think I’m adorable.”

Jake growls, fumbling to throw open the door while keeping a hand on you, his grip already rough through the denim on your shorts. “Super fuckin’ adorable,” he concedes, his accent coming out in a stronger than usual lilt, “Especially when you’re falling apart on my cock.”

You suck in a little gasp as you help Jake kick the luggage into the entryway of the suite and another, louder gasp that morphs into a giggle as he picks you up and tosses you over his shoulder, the door slamming shut behind the two of you.

“Tell me what you want,” Jake whispers as he releases you onto the bed, looking down at you with wide and pleading eyes. You swallow thickly, suddenly lost in his gaze.

“I want,” you manage to rasp out, “I want my husband to fuck me until I forget everything but my name.”

Jake leans over you, places a jarringly chaste kiss on your lips. “And what’s your name, baby?”

“Mrs. Seresin.”

[illovehaileesteinfeld]

at the ranch with cowgirl!abby 💗

Cw: nsfw, wife!abby, porn with plot, abby pinning you against the wall in a new stable 👀, cowgirl!abby, riding abby's nose, modern au, fem!r, no use of y/n, aftercare, save a horse ride a what..

Abby woke you up early today, only a half hour or so but just enough time so that you could get ready and head to work with her. Having you with her at work made the day much smoother, and today you had agreed to go since they were closing the bar early and no assholes would be day drinking.

"mm.. abs.. s'too early.." you had protested, the sun only beginning to shine through the farmhouse window. She was laying on your chest, already wearing her work jeans and a tight buttoned flannel. She placed soft kissed on your neck, smiling above you.

"cmon, pretty girl, s'time to get up" she whispered, gently sucking at a soft spot on your neck. She leaned up once she was satisfied with the mark she left, watching you watch her as she sat at your legs.

Lazily leaning against your wife, abby smiled softly, taking hold of your thighs and wrapping your legs around her waist as she lifted you from bed, setting you on the bathroom counter and brushing through your hair for you. Her own long blonde hair was already in a neat braid, a few strands poking out in the front.

As abby finished up with your hair, you had grown less sleepy, still leaning against her as you hopped off the counter and began to brush your teeth. She kept her hand on your thigh, softly caressing you until you finished, leaning up and pressing a soft kiss to her lips.

as she sat down and pulled on some socks, you walked into the closet you two shared. Abby had her eyes on you as you changed, putting on a denim skirt and black tank top, along with the boots Abby bought for you. Placing on a necklace and the large diamond abby had married you with, you were ready to leave with your wife.

"mm, so pretty darlin'.." abby said, her hand resting on your lower back as the two of you went downstairs. She took some cereal and milk out, watching as you tiredly sat on a stool before placing a bowl in front of you. As the two of you ate, abby sat beside you, softly rubbing your thigh with her right hand.

breakfast didnt take long, and soon enough abby wore her muddy boots and was placing her hat onto your head. You wore a smile at the gesture, looking up at the beautiful woman.

almost 15 minutes later, the two of you were in the newly built stables, and you helped ab's prepare for the foals to grow into. Her own horse, mable, had given birth almost two weeks ago, and the new stables had only recently been finished. Though you came to help abby stock them, she had insisted you sit as she began to fill one of the stalls up with necessities.

Abby had returned to the stall, setting a bale of hay on the ground. You watched the way her pants tightened around her thighs and ass as she crouched down, squeezing your thighs together as you watched your wife. She was incredibly hot, with sweat lacing her forehead when she turned to face you, immediately noticing the look in your eyes.

"Mm, someone needy, baby?" She asked, tilting your chin upwards as she now stood between your legs. A blush covered you cheeks, eyes trailing over her pretty face, especially her nose.. god, thoughts filled your head so quickly, your thighs had squeezed tighter without you noticing, but she definitely did..

"mm, pretty girl need somethin'?" She smirked, pushing your hair out of your face. A small whimper had escaped your lips, unable to say anything else. You noticed the change in her eyes, switching from a look of amusement to one of lust. Her lips raised in a smirk, your eyes trailing back up the bump of her nose.. god you could feel yourself growing aroused at just the thought of her..

Abby's hands were on your shoulders, trailing down your arms before lifting them up by your wrist before she pinned your hands above your head in one of her own.

"so pretty, baby.." she said, trailing her callused fingers over your chin.

"mm.. abs.." you mumbled, wanting to be hers in every way.. her hand moved down to your waist after a moment, tugging with need at your skirt, her eyes meeting your as you nodded with permission for her to continue. It didnt take long after that for the position to change, your skirt down to your knees as she pressed you against the wall. her hand trailed over your ass, softly pressing on the skin before moving it closer to your soaking entrance. She smirked down at you, realizing just how turned on you were as she softly rubbed you clit, whimpers escaping your lips.

"mm, fuck baby.." she said, wishing for nothing more than you as she dipped her fingers into you. A gasp of a moan left your lips, abby's soft praises turning you on even more as she fucked you. Her fingers dipped in and out of you, moving quickly with her thumb working your clit. She was quickly stimulating everything you needed, soft whispers of "oh, so good baby" or "good job baby, taking me so well" quickly had your stomach churning.

it didn't take long, your body tightening around abby's fingers as she continued fucking you, still going as your head fell back and you came onto her hand. She continued whispering praises, kissing softly along your neck from behind before taking her fingers out of you, putting them into her mouth and turning you around to hold eye contact as she sucked them, cleaning you off of her.

a moan escaped your lips at that, wanting nothing more than to ride her in that moment.. the way she looked at you told you she would do anything right now.

"fuck baby.. wanna sit on you.. ride that pretty face" you said, your voice breathy as you recovered.

"mm, anything you want, pretty." She said, letting go of your wrists before adjusting your positions. She now lay on the bench you were sat on before, your legs on either side of her pretty face as you slowly moved down to sit on her lips. You couldn't decide what you wanted to do, admiring her nose as she held your thighs on the sides of her head.

sliding up a little on her face, a moan escaped your lips as the tip of your wife's nose touched your soaking pussy. She smirked, her eyes shut as her warm breath touched your ass. You hopelessly grinded your pussy against her nose, the way the small bump hit your clit oh so perfectly. Your thighs tightened around her head, your hands tangled in her now messy braid as you let out gasps, doing anything for more of her.

quickly moving your hips against your wife's face, she pressed you down lower, the tip of her nose even further in you soaking pussy. This alone nearly sent you over the limit, but when she continued pushing you down onto her nose you could barely take it anymore, biting sharply onto your lips as you felt yourself tightening once again. She knew you would cum soon, still continuing her actions as you let out whimpers and moans.

just a few more times of ab's pushing you onto her nose, you couldn't help the way your throat dried up and how quickly you released onto her skin. You felt her push you back a bit, now resting on her lips as she licked you clean. The way she swirled her tongue around you was breathtaking, her eyes piercing into yours as you moved so you now sat on her chest. You watched her licking her lips clean, her hands back on your hips and lifting you into her lap as she sat up.

"mm, rode me so well pretty girl.." abby whispered, softly rubbing your stomach and placing innocent kisses on your skin as you caught your breath. As your chest now rose and fell evenly, she gently pulled your underwear back up to cover your pussy. She still rubbed your stomach and held tightly onto you as she did the same with your skirt, kissing your neck and chest innocently as she held you.

"think that was enough work for today, baby? Wanna go get you sum' rest at home, hm, pretty girl?" Abby asked, holding you tight as she stood. You nodded, slightly embarrassed of how easy you had came, but went with what she said as you were carried to the car, and your unbelievably handsome wife drove the two of you home for some rest.

[pubbybutch]

oh to be Abby’s sweet little trophy wife that flaunts around in lingerie while she working from home🙇‍♀️😫 like imagine walking by her office and abby goes “doing this to be a brat or what?” Then reader is like “I wear things like this all the time” and shrugs innocently AHHHHHH

YES ANON!!! Abby is a breadwinner. Provider. Mother. 😤

I feel like she loves being able to treat her wife to little presents and wants to do nothing but look after her. Any of the lingerie that you own, has either been bought by or bought for Abby. But let’s be real, it's for both of you cause when she see your ass hanging out from underneath that little blue babydoll she got for you last month - it’s over.

Even though Abby gets a Friday to work from home Abby would spend hours upon hours trapped in her office, on the phone to patients or other staff from her practice trying to approve surgeries or trying to get prescriptions processed if she could manage. Everyday at 1, you’d bring her lunch to her office and kiss her on her wrinkled little forehead, stress and pressure causing deep lines on her beautiful face. On this particular Friday, it would be business as usual. Blonde hair fuzzy from running her hands through it, laptop open and phone held against her ear. Keeping an ear to the closed door and hearing her set down the phone with an exhausted sigh, you put your plan into action. Pushing the door open plate in one hand, ice tea in the other, you kiss her on the crown of her head as she stays sat in the swivel chair. The pastel pink lace and chiffon adorning your body, sways a little as you move around her and set up the plate of beef and noodles in front of her. As you do so her blue eyes take in the view of you slightly bent over, smile on your face. Light makeup and cherried lips, you’re like a walking wet dream. As you move back out around the desk and towards the door, Abby grabs you by the hand and pulls you down into her lap, “nuh-uh, baby. Walking around like a fucking meal, and you expect me to eat that instead of you?”

Also I feel like Abby is really into kitchen sex and idk why. The cold marble countertops that give you goosebumps when she lifts you on to them, her hands sneaking round to cup your cunt as you’re standing at the stove cooking dinner. All the shenanigans that come with fucking in a kitchen.

Abby has a thing for those kinds of lingerie sets that aren’t just straps and frills, she likes the ones that sort of cover you up and make you look all pretty and dainty, her very own princess. Babydolls and teddy sets are her go-to’s. She’s especially fond of pastels and how soft they make you look. And as much as she teases you for wearing them for her, it's mildly disappointing for her when she comes back home and sees you in what she has dubbed ‘people clothes’. Like you’re hers, why do you have to go and do things, and why do you need to be seen by other people, why do you have to do that job? Because you live in a capitalist hellscape and junior surgeons aren’t paid enough.

She still has her old letterman jacket from senior year of high school, it’s big and oversized with ‘Anderson’ stitched across the back, and boy does she love seeing you in frilly blue lace and cotton. All that’s really covering you from her wandering eyes is something with her name on it. You’re hers. Her pretty little wife.

[puppywilliams]

lesbian!abby whos so used to being called “hot” or “fine” by random woman on dating sites because shes more on the masculine side but secretly LOVES being called “pretty” or “gorgeous” its a rare compliment but she cant help the way her face tints in a light shade of pink when she hears it, it makes her sooo giddy

[youhavenofaithinmedicine]

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[kindtim3]

my beautiful girl - wife!abby hcs

౨ৎ warnings - sfw, gn!reader, anxiety (abby) & i think that’s all but pls lmk if there’s any part that needs a warning 🧡

wife!abby loves country music!! from taylor swift to beyoncé to dixie chicks to luke combs.

wife!abby does have a wide range of music taste though, she can listen to just about any kind of genre.

wife!abby’s specialty dinner is chicken wings 100%.

wife!abby gets your wedding bands/rings polished on a weekly basis.

wife!abby wants to have kids so SO BAD. like it makes her heart swell every time she thinks about having a kid that’s half her and half you.

wife!abby is a disney adult. or really just an amusement park adult in general!

wife!abby needs to be touching you in some way. it’s not in a possessive or jealous way, she just gets this ache in her when youre right in front of her and she’s not touching you.

wife!abby loves to dance with you. slow dancing specifically.

“hi,” abby whispered, her chin resting on your shoulder as she wrapped her arms around your waist from behind. abby gently gripped your hand and spun you around, “dance with me? please?”

wife!abby supports all of your hobbies and interests!! whether it’s financially or emotionally or both, she’s right there. she loves to see you so passionate about something.

wife!abby loves to travel with you. it’s all the little things that really make her feel so happy, like you concentrated on a map while she drives, the way your face lights up when you try a food you guys don’t have back home, staying up late in hotels with you, making reservations at restaurants for two. she wants to do it all with you again and again.

wife!abby is great at communicating what she’s feeling.

you could see it all over her. her eyes unfocused, the grip she had on your hand loosening, her leg bouncing. “hm?” you hummed, tilting your head to get a better look at abby. “don’t feel like being here,” abby mumbled in response,“the people here wear me out.” abby took a deep breath, looking to you with a small, weak smile. she was trying her hardest to stay at this party, but she couldn’t do it anymore. you nodded your head in record time, instantly getting up, “i’ll drive, don’t worry about it, okay?”

wife!abby loves to write you notes. she’ll put them in your books, your bags, even your shoes.