You Of All People

King stretched out his hand and took her hand in his. Guiding her hand to finally fall on top of his heart.

"Do you feel that?" questioned King.

Lost in her eyes he confessed, "My heart beats for you"

King leaned his forehead on hers then conveyed, "You did this to me. All I know was that, everything that happened now was the truth. Not another ploy to win. This wasn't part of our game. Can we have a time-out from our bet? Because right now I'm lying here with you as your Husband. Tell me V, don't you feel the same way too?"

He waited for her answer patiently. In her eyes he saw myriad of emotions pass by. Fear started gnawing at his heart. Events of the past flashed back in his memories. Afraid that she will reject him too.

'She's going to say no. She'll break your heart too'

But before he drowned in his demons, she broke her silence and pulled him away from his thoughts.

"Thank you K. I feel the same way too" Violet replied with her blushing cheeks and the most beautiful smile King have ever seen. Her smile brightened up the whole room chasing away all his demons and traumas.

But before he could react it was cut short too soon. Violet pulled back and exclaimed, "Shoot I forgot! K I made you something hehe That's why I went to get you here".

"Hmmm" mumbled King with indignation.

"I made sandwiches" said Violet meekly.

"I thought you didn't know how to cook?" asked King in confusion.

"There's no cooking involved in making sandwiches" replied Violet blandly.

"Now it makes sense" King nodded to himself.

"Why do I feel like I should be offended by what you said" Violet made a face.

"Come our sandwiches awaits for no one!" King stood up, princess carried Violet and dashed out from the room.

"KYAAAAAAA!"

"Slow down you're jogging me!" said Violet as she shrieked and held his head close to her b.r.e.a.s.t.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" King laughed in pure bliss.

They arrived in the kitchen. King carefully sat Violet on top of the kitchen island. He took the platter of sandwiches closer to them. He then walked out.

"Where are you going?" asked Violet before proceeding to bite her sandwich.

"Wait a bit" Kings strode out of the kitchen. After a while he returned back and carrying an old polariod camera.

"Eh? You have one of these? I never strike you as a person like this"

"Then what do you strike me as?" remarked King as he placed himself in front of her. Between her legs.

"A pervert" sarcastically replied Violet.

"Towards you" said King triumphantly to complete her sentence.

"You! Where did you get it?"

"My granma gave it to me. Say cheese!" King began snapping photos.

"Hey! I wasn't prepared! Why the sudden interest?"

"To commemorate this moment. And to immortalize the first food my Wife made me hehehehehe. Here hold this up for a bit. Cheese!" King made her hold the platter.

"Stop it! Why is it only me? Get in here! Let's take lots of selfies" Violet grabbed King by the scruff of his neck.

"Cheese!!! Wacky face! You're so ugly hahaha! Fierce pose! No! Do it like this. Cringy pose! Pouting Face! No! Pucker your lips more!" demanded Violet.

"Hahahaha" laughed King

"I got an idea. There's that lonely wall in the living room. Let's put up all of our photos there. Go get some glue or double-sided tape for me later"

"What wall? The one with the oil painting?"

"Yeah! Let's put that down. It wasn't that beautiful anyways. This is even more better than that! Get me a marker too. Almost forgot that one. Dates must be indicated" declared Violet.

"Su-sure" complied King helplessly.

'Although that painting was worth millions of money. Oh well, as long as my wifey is happy. Anything she says, goes. Happy wife, happy life', King thought to himself. Then he continued to snap candid photos of her.