Constable Benton Fraser (DueSouth)X Reader(Diefinbreaker ‘s Day Off)
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You were washing breakfast dishes as you listened in on your husband's conversation with Diefenbaker.
Your husband looks in the mirror tying his tie.
“Now before I go to work, there’s something we have to discuss. We are no longer in the UCon, this is a big city. And you can’t just run along freely anymore.”
Benton walks over to the desk.
“Like it or not, you need a license and I can’t seem to get a license… for a wolf. I’ve tried, they just don’t issue.”
He grabs his belt and walks over to Dief.
“Additionally, they have something called animal control officers whose specific job is to take unintended animals off the street.”
Dief stands up and starts snarling.
“‘Snarl’ No, ’snarl’ no. You can’t start taking that attitude. These are hard working employees that do a fine service for the community, and the animals themselves.”
Dief barks.
“Alright, occasionally puts them to sleep. But that is neither here nor there, the point is, until we work this out, you have to stay in the apartment while (Y/N) and I are gone.”
Dief groans while sitting down.
“So it’s agreed? ‘groan’ Good.”
Benton quietly walks over to you and hugs your from behind.
“Agree?”
You chuckled before leaning the back of your head on Benton’s shoulder.
“Yes sir.”
Benton smiles and kisses you cheek.
“Do you really trust him to stay home alone?”
You ask while grabbing a towel and drying your hands off.
“No. But I trust him enough to stay out of trouble. He’s a smart dog.”
“And also a stubborn dog. I'm sure when I come home early I’ll find him gone.”
Benton nodded.
“Let’s just hope his stubbornness doesn’t get the better of him.”
You two joke but still both were serious about this, Benton really cared for Diefenbaker, and Diefenbaker really cared about Benton. Those two could never stay apart for long.
“Well, anyway, are you ready to go?”
“Yeah I just wanna grab my jacket and purse.”
You head towards your shared bedroom and grab them. You look over Diefenbaker, looking all sad and depressed on the carpet. You walk over to him and kneel in front of him.
“I know that you don’t listen to me,” you pet him,”But can you do it for him? For Benton?”
Diefenbaker groaned but you could see that, that was his agreeing.
You were about to get up but lean down to him and whisper.
“And if you do, make sure to be back before 4. That’s when I came home. You wouldn’t want me to come home to find you gone and have to tell him I didn’t see you home.”
Diefenbaker ears perk up.
“Stay out of trouble.”
Benton walks over to you two with his hat in hand. You start to get up and Benton quickly brings his arm down for you to grab onto. You grab his arm and he helps to lift you up.
“Thank you Mr. Fraser.”
You thank as you stand up still holding his arm.
“You’re welcome Mrs. Fraser. Gosh, I’ll never get tired of saying that.”
You blushed and tried to find it but Benton was quick to see it.
“Are you blushing, Mrs. Fraser?”
Benton sounded so innocent but you know that he was teasing.
“No. I’m just getting hot. Besides, we should get going.”
You started for the door.
“Wait..”
You tried to turn to Benton but found your hand grabbed and you spun around. You yelped when you landed face to face, in the arms of your husband.
“Please don’t run from me, my lady.”
You playfully tried to get out of his arms, But Benton stayed firm and held on with a cheese grin.
“Noooo! You're just going to be mean again.”
But Benton still held on.
You did stop struggling after a while, you know you could never get out of his arms. He was too strong and you never said you “wanted” to get out. But you just pouted.
“Oh my love. I’m sorry. I’ll stop, I’ll stop, but please don’t run away from me.”
Benton hugged you. You tried to resist hugging him but you loved his hugs too much and ended up wrapping your arms around him.
“Sometimes I wonder if you actually love me.”
You joked but Benton took it a little seriously. He pulled away enough to look at you.
“I love you, you know that right?”
You looked up to him and nodded with a cheesy grin, Benton knew that you didn't think that this was as serious as he was.
“(Y/N)”
That brought your attention, he doesn’t address you in your name.
“I love you, with all my heart. No matter what happens in life. I love you. I don’t know what else you would like me to say for you to completely be reassured that I, without a doubt, love you. But I only have three words, but those three words are the most powerful I use to tell you my true feelings. I love you, my love, truly.”
You didn’t have a cheesy smile on your face any more, you just looked in his eyes, looking for anything he was lying but just found none.
“And besides,” Benton takes your left hand and kisses the back side of your hand before looking down at your wedding ring.
“I made a promise. That I would be with you, through sickest or in health. I would spend all my life with you.”
He kisses your forehead and brings you back into his chest and hugs you.
You blink away tears before they escape. This… this is a moment that you would never forget.
“Thank you, Benton. I love you.”
Benton smiles, knowing that you mean it.
“I love you too.”
He kisses the top of your head before realizing that they’ll be late.
“I love these moments, but we really have to go.”
You laughed but agreed and you both hurried out the door.
“I’ll see you after work.”
Benton said to Diefenbaker before you both exited out the apartment.
You started out in the hallway but turn back to your husband after hearing him stop.
“Huh? Benton?”
Benton brought his finger up to his lips, signaling to stay quiet before turning around to look through the keyhole spying on Diefenbaker.
You wanted to chuckle but covered your mouth trying to stay quiet.
Benton turned back to you and gave an expiration of “whatever, it’s fine.”
You start walking away but had to let out a light chuckled with your husband jogging to catch up.
As you two walk down the halls together, your husband greets the neighbors, or tries to.
“Good morning, Mr, Misiffy.”
Door slam.
“Mr. Campbell.”
Slam.
“Good morning, miss Garmsia.”
Slam.
Your husband is a great detective, but can’t seem to catch anything about his neighbors.
“Sweetheart,” Benton turns his attention to you. “You know that the neighbors don’t really care for us right? I’m not even sure that they like anybody.”
You would sometimes try to talk to them, you thought it might just be because of your husband being a cop that they might not like. But you get the same results. And you would even see it with some people.
“I do. But it’s always good to be polite, my dear. You never know what a little good morning will do.”
You smile and will never try to stop your husband again.
As you walk down the stairs you pass a little blond girl. She sat on the side of the stairs looking gloomy. As you passed her on the way down the stairs your husband took a moment to look at her.
“Good morning Lucy.”
You were confused at how he knew her name, since neither of you two have seen her, and was going to ask before how he know, but the Lucy bet you to it,
“You know my name?”
Your husband leaned on the wire wall to Lucy.
“A pretty girl like you would have to have the beautiful name Lucy.”
“It’s on my lunch box.”
You snickered, she’s a clever girl.
“Ah, you found me out.”
You guys were about to continue on to work when the girl spoke again.
“Are you a policeman?”
Your husband gave you an apologetic look and you gave him a reassuring one.
He goes back to his original spot.
“Why yes I am.” Benton smiles, “but in Canada, and at the consort were I work. But outside the consort I’m not. Unless I’m in Canada.”
You mentally smack your forehead. How bad your husband was with children. You could easily tell that Lucy was confused, luckily, Benton was able to catch that part.
“That’s not very clear. Ummmmm… do you know what a Liaison Officer is?” You smack your forehead for really that time, “No of course you don’t. A Liaison Officer is a-“
“Police men help people right?”
You could alright tell something wasn’t right.
“Well yes. We try.”
“Can you help my dad? He kept hurting himself.”
Now that, was definitely not right at all.
“He does?”
The girl nods.
Benton looks back towards you with you both sharing the thought.
Dad is in trouble.
He looks back to the little girl.
“Where is he?”
She makes a hand gesture asking him to come along. You follow behind, following them to the window at the end of the hall and peering out.
“That’s him.”
She points to a man walking across the street.
“What’s his name?”
The girl turns to Benton.
“Dad.”
You just wanted to chuckle, you loved this girl.
Benton looks at you with a disappointed look with your chuckle, before looking down to her with the “I should have known better” look.
“Ah yes It would be.”
You look at your wrist clock and realize that you had to get to work soon. You gesture to Benton to look at his clock.
“You know Lucy,” looks at the time, a quickly apologetic look again at you before looking back to her,” I am actually on my way to taking my wife to work and going to work,” he looks at you then back to her.
“Give me one moment Lucy.”
She nodded and Benton took you to the side.
“Honey I’m sorry but can I-“
“Yes of course I can walk on my own.”
Alright knowing the answer. You understood, and beside you married a montie, not like you didn’t know what to do, you did. And you grow up to be a strong woman, you can take care of yourself. Your husband really likes walking you to work, the extra time together and made him less worried about you while he was at work.
“Are you sure? I really don’t like the idea of you walking to work alone.”
You grab Benton's head and peck his lips, stunning him.
“I’ll be fine. Work is just a few blocks away, I have my pepper spray, my knife, my emergency whistle, I will be alright. And if anyone tries anything, I remember the moves your grandmother taught me. I’m a tough woman. Don’t worry.”
Benton looked unsure but nodded.
“Alright, thank you!”
He said before he gave you a kiss on the check and a peck in the lips.
“I’ll see you tonight.”
You nodded and started your way downstairs to work.
Later….
You unlocked the door into your shared apartment with a sigh. That was a long day at work and you just wanted to sleep but you needed to make dinner.
As you walk into your apartment, you look for Dief. And miraculously, you find him lying on the carpet.
You look at him for a few seconds before speaking.
“You know, Benton might be the detective in this family, but I still can tell that you were out. I see nothing has moved, you look out of breath, and your food and water hasn’t been touched. So either you have been every activity but haven’t moved, or you went out.”
Dief looked down in shame but you started petting him.
“Also your fur is wet from heat.”
Dief groaned.
“Okay, okay, I didn’t see you leave or come in. So I don’t have anything to tell Benton.”
You change into more comfortable shorts and shirt, might be Benton’s, before going to the kitchen to start dinner. You were feeling generous to your husband, because of this morning moment. That you decided to make one of his favorite hot dishes. (F/N). Wasn’t too hard for you since you are very skilled at making it. So you got all your ingredients and pulled them out before starting to make it.
“Do I wanna make anything for dessert?”
You thought out loud pausing what you were working on.
Diefenbaker barked.
You looked at him already knowing what he wants.
“Alright, yes. If I do, I will be sure to make it wolf friendly.”
Dief barks again in joy.
You laugh before going back to work.
An hour goes by and you had dinner in the oven as you were now making a peanut butter cake. Safe for Dief to have a little bit of.
Dief stood behind you wanting a little bit.
He whines trying to get some of the batter.
“No Diefenbaker. I alright gave you some. You can’t have too much. You can have some later I promise.”
But he continues to whine.
“Do you want to die Dief? Do you? Or are you trying to get me in trouble with Benton? Because if you are, I’d be very disappointed.”
Dief just snarls.
“You wouldn’t care? Ouch, Dief. I thought we were friends. And I told you I wouldn’t tell Benton about you sneaking out. Or do I need to change my mind?”
And right then and there Diefenbaker starts looking all innocent and sad.
You groan and continue on baking.
As you pour out the batter in the pan. The door opens and enters is your husband.
“Hello.”
Benton says, closing the door.
“Hi! Welcome home!”
You look back. Benton places some grocery bags on the counter before walking on the other side of the table facing you.
“You got home a little early. Dinner wouldn’t be done in a bit. But maybe you should take Dief on a walk, since he’s been home all day.”
You look back to Dief giving him a wink that your husband couldn’t see. Dief barks as a thank you with you smiling at his thanks. You turn back to Benton who is holding his hat in nervous hands, matching how nervous his face looked, like he was afraid to tell you something.
“Sweetheart? Are you alright?”
“I-I have… uhhh… a uhhh.”
He clears his throat but is back to stuttering.
You put everything down before walking over to Benton and hugging him. Benton stops talking, hugs you back.
“Hey, I love you, you can tell me. I won’t judge or be disappointed or be mad. Just, tell me the truth.”
Benton nodded, took a deep breath, then spoke.
“I have a date tonight.”
You stood still in confusement.
“A…what…?”
“A date.”
You looked at your husband. You start smiling. You start laughing. You're laughing so loud the neighbors could hear.
“W-why are you laughing?”
You tried to speak.
“B-bec-hahahaha!”
You pull a chair out and sit down, feeling like your legs were about to give out.
Benton was completely shocked, and didn't know what to do!
“(Y/N)! It’s not what it sounds like I promise!”
“It better not!”
You take a few deep breaths trying to come down.
“Why did you laugh?”
Benton wasn’t sure if he really liked it that you aren’t mad.
“My husband, Chicago’s greatest detective, is troubled at cheating. Can’t even keep it from his wife.”
You took another deep breath before you were fully composed.
“But there actually is a reason.”
“I promise there is. But you're not mad?”
“Ha! Oh no I’m furious! But I got a lot out of that laugh, so, I’ll give you a chance to explain.”
Benton was gonna speak before you did.
“And I don't need deep details, alright? Just get the point.”
“Okay, I want to talk with Lucy’s father, who I had almost hit by a car. I was about to get him out of the way. I tried to talk to him but he seemed to need to be somewhere and ended up hit by another car. I took him to a Harper Meb clinic, and he didn’t want to go to the emergency room, but wanted to see his doctor, doctor Harvard. He ended up alright when I asked Dr. Harvard about him being a boxer, my instinct was correct. You see, his nose Cartilag-“
You gave a stern look.
“Right, sorry. Well when I called Ray about a License for Diefenbaker at Harper Clinic, I saw a nurse drop a note book on the ground. I went to pick it up and followed her to the parking lot to bring it to her. I spotted her in her car and gave it back but she was very in a hurry but also interested in me and invited me to dinner. Before I could tell her that I was married, she sped off.”
You looked confused.
“Okay and?”
“I want to go.”
You leap out of your seat as if it was on fire, but the fire was in your eyes now.
“You want to go?! Why?!”
After all that had happened, after this morning!? Why?!
“I believed that she’s keeping a secret about Charlie. And if Charlie is in trouble, she might be able to put some light on the matter.”
You calmed down, but still very confused and worried.
“So you are going on a date for a case, not for an actual date?”
“Yes. Well, this isn’t the case. But this could be if it’s more serious. And I think this could be bigger than we thought. ”
You sat back down and rubbed your forehead.
“Why do you think that she knows anything? And not actually interested.”
“Well, she said that she is a nurse yet she was wearing height heels, indicating she’s new or she has remarkable arches. Also the way she holds her wrist suggests that she spends many hours at a computer keyboard. And add to that, a slight crick in her neck which indicates excessive phone usage and the minutiae trasive of printer ink under her quart-inch fingernails which would make it hard for banneding quite difficult. All of that would point to the fact that she works for a newspaper. Her seeing a mountie with Charle might be giving her the idea that I could tell her something.”
You were impressed but still worried. But, you know Benton. You trust Benton with your life. You would trust him if you fell off a roof to end up caught in his arms. Benton is looking out for that little girl’s father. You can’t stop him. You must trust him.
“Please (Y/N). I am asking for your blessing.”
You smiled, even on a fake date, and felt that he needed to ask.
You stand up, place your hands on both of his cheeks, looking into his eyes.
“Alright. But if she does try anything, you promise that you’ll throw her in jail?”
Benton chuckled but hugged you close.
“I can’t do that, but I promise that I’ll deny and tell her that I have an amazing wife at home waiting for me.”
You grumble.
“Not as good as my idea but I’ll take what I can get.”
Benton kisses the top of your head.
“Thank you, I promise I’ll be back before 11:00.”
“7:00?”
“Love, the dinner is at 8:00.”
“8:30?”
“10:00.”
You sigh.
“Finnneee.”
Benton chuckles and kisses the top of your head.
“Alright. I have to go get ready.”
He lets go but you still hold on.
“Do you have to go?”
You grumble in his chest.
“My love, for Lucy.”
You grumbled and eventually did let him go.
“That’s not a fair way to play.”
“Okay, okay,”
Benton went off to change.
You went around the table to go back to baking.
“Looks like it will be just us tonight Diefenbaker.”
Dief just looks at you in disappointment.
“Hey! We’ll have fun! It can be like our little date.”
Dief didn’t look thrilled at all and went to lay down.
“Ouch! Dief! You know how to break a girl’s heart!”
You call at the wolf with a bark as a reply.
You just shake your head and continue on baking.
“Honey! Can you come here for a minute!”
“Yeah! One sec!”
You put the cake in the and set the time. You walk in your share bed room to find your husband holding up his two red suits.
“Which one?”
You chuckled.
“They’re the same.”
“Yeah but… are you sure you can’t tell the difference?”
You walk over to him.
“This isn’t a real date, but you're acting like it is, Benton Fraser.”
You were joking but still a little serious.
“Would you rather me go in sweatpants?”
“Oh no. That’s still too much.”
You both laughed.
“Okay, the left one.”
You point at it and Benton puts the other one away.
“Thank you my dear.”
Benton places the shirt nicely in the bed. He grabs a towel and soap starting his way out to the bathroom.
“I’m gonna take a bath.”
“Oh let me guess, you didn’t take a bath for our date.”
You were a little serious that time but smiled as if it was a joke.
Benton opened the apartment door but before leaving he looked back at you.
“I actually took 3. I was so worried that I was going to look bad or smell trouble that just took more than one. I wanted our date to be perfect.”
You were shocked. You just stood there, your arms crossed, your mouth slightly opened, and a hint of red in your cheeks.
Benton tipped his hat to you before stepped out of the apartment, closing the door behind him.
Benton smiled to himself as he walked to the bathroom, just thinking how cute you are jealous.
Hour later…
You pulled the food out of the oven and placed it on the counter, letting it cool down.
You felt bad for being so rude. You really hoped that he didn’t think you were being ridiculous.
You pulled a plate out to put some food on the plate when your head opened. Your turn to see your husband closing the door in nothing but his hat and a towel wrapped around his waist.
You just stared at his arms and chest admiring how ripped he looked. The water on his skin makes his muscles look so nice and smooth. And the man’s thighs, they look as if they could crush skulls with them. Becoming a mountie really did something on his body, and you could never complain.
“Honey, you alright?”
You snapped out of your trance, blinking and shaking your head slightly, caning back to reality.
“Mmmm? Oh yeah. I’m good!”
“You sure? You looked lost.”
Benton held your shoulders, leaning to look in your eyes, checking them.
“Y-yeah, I was just thinking about… about your date. Y-you should be getting ready.”
Benton looked unsure but let you go and slowly back away making sure you were alright, while you took one last look at his muscles figure.
“You sure?”
“Y-yeah. Go!”
You shoos him away.
He looks unsure but goes to change.
You turn on your heels if your foot, mentally scream to yourself. What would he have thought if you knew that you were staring?!
You shake your head, trying to forget everything.
“Honey! Can you help me! Again!”
You wonder for a moment how much he needed help for your first date but hurry to your bedroom.
“I don’t know how to do my hair.”
Benton stood in front of the mirror, already having his shorts and shirt on, sad. He had two hand combs in both of his hands.
You smile.
“Okay, let me see. Sit in the bed.”
Benton nods and comes over to the end of the bed, sits down, and hands you the two combs. You take both combs and look at his hair. His hair is in ever direction, some standing, some laying.
“Mmmm… stay still I’m gonna try some ways.”
Benton nods.
You brush his hair back.
“Too neat.”
You brush his hair forward.
“Not neat enough.”
You brush his hair back again. Once all back, you take a second look at his face and hair. And an idea comes. You put the combs down.
“Is it good?”
Benton asks.
“Not yet, I’m just gonna…”
You flop your hand on his head and just move the back hairs to the side. Benton gives a confused look but lets you continue. You brush up the front hair with your hand up, having them stand up.
“There!”
You take the combs and put them away while Benton walks over the mirror to look, he fixes it a little here and there but is very happy with the outcome, even if it is his original look.
“Thank you love, you did an amazing job.”
You smile and walk over to him.
“You're welcome. And I have to say, I never thought that I would ever see me helping my husband for a fake date.”
Benton exhales a chuckle.
“I never thought I would ever go on a fake date.”
You walk over to him and wrap your arms around his neck. Benton wraps his arms around your waist.
“You know, I almost feel bad for her. She’s missing out on an amazing guy. But I beat her to it, and I have the most incredible person that I can call my husband.”
Benton smiles before leaning forward and captures your lips in a passionate kiss. You kiss him back, bring your hand to tingle in his hair, forgetting about just making it. Benton tightening his arms around your back, never wanted to let you go.
You two break the kiss, the need of air, and stay, looking into each others eyes.
“I love you, Mrs. Fraser.”
“And I love you, Mr. Fraser.”
You and Benton smile little idiots. You both were about to lean in again when Diefenbaker barks. You jump slightly, forgetting about the wolf.
“I guess Dief is getting bored.”
“Yeah. Oh! Sorry!”
You reach up and fix his hair putting it in it Original look.
“There!”
You look down to your wrist watch.
“You should probably get ready. Don’t need you being late for your date.”
You start off in the kitchen almost forgetting about the cake. Quickly putting on gloves, you open the oven, pull out the cake. You exhaled in relief the cake was alright.
Dief, smelling the cake, came waddling in the kitchen, looking at you with pleasing eyes.
“Not yet. After dinner.”
Dief groans, hanging his head and waddling away back to his rug.
You shake your head.
A while later…
You hear behind you a sound of a pair of Boots walking behind you.
“How do I look?”
You turn around to find your husband standing before you in his uniform, his hands behind his back. You’ve seen him plenty of times in his suit, but everytime, you feel like you’re falling more and more in love with him.
You walked in front of him and brushed off his shoulders, Even though there was nothing on them.
“Very nice. So nice I wish it was me you were going with.”
“Well, I have something for you.”
He brings his hand in front with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.
You gasp at seeing them.
“They’re beautiful! Thank you Benton!”
You take them and put them up to your nose, loving the lovely aroma.
“I know that you aren’t thrilled about me going. But I would love to make it up to you by taking you out on a date next Friday.”
You blush, even if you're married to the man, he can still make you lose your mind.
“Thank you, sweetheart. I would love to.”
“Thank goodness! I was worried you wouldn’t.”
You chuckled with him smiling. You also know what you could do to him.
“I suppose I should go.”
He grabs his hat and begins to open the door, about to step out but stop.
“Oh before I go.”
He leaned in and kissed you.
“I love you, I’ll be back at 9:30.”
And steps out leaving you stunned with weak legs.
“Gosh I love that man.”
Hours later…
You sat on the bed with your dinner in hand, barely touched, with Diefinbreaker eating his beside your bed. You couldn't help but worry, what if he actually falls for her. Would he divorce you? Could he actually cheat?
You hate how much you did seem to not trust Benton. Benton, your sweet, caring, loyal, husband. You bang your head on the well behind you, with a groan. Dief felt it and looked up to you. You look at him.
“Sorry Dief. I’m just frustrated. But that’s no excuse for disrupting your dinner. I’ll let you get back to eating.”
Dief just look at you.
“What?”
He stays staring.
“Wait, are you actually interested in knowing?”
Dief is quiet but jumps on the bed and sits down beside you.
“Are you sure? Or you're gonna make me think that you care and then walk away?”
Dief stays.
“Thanks Dief.”
You pet him and had to lay a kiss on his head.
“I’m just really not liking the idea of a fake date. I know that he’s already there and I already told him it's fine but, I can’t help but worry, you know? And I trust him and he trusts me. But it’s her, I don’t trust. She could trick him into leaving me, but if she could, that would mean that I don’t trust him.”
Dief barks a few times.
“You're right.” You scratch behind his ear.
“If he actually leaves me for her, he’s one real dog. No offense.”
Dief barks.
“You know what I mean, and beside your wolf.”
Deif barks again and jumps off the bed and waddles away.
“Where are you going?”
Dief disappears behind the wall but very quickly reappears with something in his mouth.
“What you got there?”
You move to the end of the bed. Dief sits down before you. You reach out and took it. It was a your first date picture, your mom insisted that she take a picture, and for that you are for ever grateful.
You look at Dief and he looks back to the picture.
“I’m not exactly sure what you want. This is a picture of our first date.”
Dief gets up again and walks back behind the wall disappearing for a moment before returning with another frame.
“Another?”
You take the frame, it was your wedding. You wanted a simple one, but it was still pretty hard to get Benton to not invite practically all of Canada.
“Why did you bring me these?”
Dief poked the to your first date, which us in your left hand, then the wedding, in your right hand.
You know that Dief was smart and wanted to tell you something but he couldn’t, he had to show. You look back to the pictures.
Your first date and your wedding. Both the best days of your life. How lucky you felt on those days. You couldn’t believe them both, that you were there, with an amazing person. A gorgeous, caring, gentle man. Truly amazing. And that gorgeous, caring, gentleman, married you.
You.
Y/N.
He married you.
He loves you.
You stop.
You kept forgetting, you didn’t just marry him… he married you!
Yes, you know that he married you but you never really thought about it.
You look back to Dief.
“He really loves me.”
Dief barks.
You smile.
“I feel really… selfish, right now.”
Dief barks and puts his head on your lap, as a comfort.
“Thanks Dief.”
At that moment, you never questioned him again.
Hours later…
You had gotten some bake along with Dief, you were now sitting on your bed with a book and Dief going to sleep at the foot of the bed. You started to really feel like you and Brief started to bond, maybe having a night together wasn’t a bad idea.
Not too long you hear the door slowly open. Your husband steps in and closes the door behind him.
You see him and place your book down.
“8:10. Home soon then you said. Did you get the information that you wanted?”
Benton puts his hat back on his stand and walks over to the end of the bed to sit down to remove his boots.
Benton was acting weird. He would be more cheerful and greet you. Did it not go well?
“Did she come?”
“Mmhmm.”
Benton hummed his response. He set aside his shoes before getting up taking off his jacket and pants and putting them away.
“Do you wanna talk?”
Benton just lazily walks over to you. He crawls on you, wrapping his arms around your waist and buries his face in your neck.
“I really, really miss you.”
Never had him this needy before. You wrapped arms tightly around him.
“You missed me?”
You did a baby voice.
“Yeah, I really did, I just wanted to come home and snuggle into you.”
You opened your mouth in aww.
“I missed you too.”
You kiss the top of his head.
“Do you wanna talk about your fake date?”
“I was right. She’s a reporter and was trying to get information about Charlie.”
You rolled your eyes.
“Okay, okay. I see that she wasn’t something I had to worry about, but I’m the only one in this relationship that can see how women are attracted to you. I have to look out for you.”
Benton raised his head, looking at you face to face.
“They are?”
“See!”
You exclaim.
Benton and you laugh. Benton had some idea but didn’t know the extent.
Benton goes back in your neck.
“But did you get what you needed tonight?”
“Yeah, she was a great help.”
“That’s good. Wanna talk more about it?”
“Nah, I’m actually tired and want to sleep with you.”
“Okay, let's get some sleep.”
Benton crawls under the covers and comes back into your arms.
“Good night, Mr Fraser.”
“Good night, Mrs. Fraser.”
Before you went to sleep you.
“Thank you for loving me.”
And you both drift off to sleep, with Benton smiling.
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