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*ೃ༄ 𝑀𝒶𝒾𝓃: 𝒸𝒾𝓎𝓁 ᥫ᭡

*ೃ༄ 𝑀𝓎 𝒫𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉

{ I only write for sevika…}

.☘︎ ݁˖⋆˚๋࣭⭑ ୭𖥔 ݁❀˖° .☘︎ ݁˖⋆˚๋࣭⭑ ୭𖥔 ݁❀˖° .

men + minors + terfs + jackaases DNI

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𝒩𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝑒𝒹!𝒮𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓀𝒶 𝓍 f!𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 　

.☘︎ ݁˖⋆˚๋࣭⭑ ୭𖥔 ݁❀˖° .☘︎ ݁˖⋆˚๋࣭⭑ ୭𖥔 ݁❀˖° .

ׂ╰┈➤ summary: sevika is horrible taking care of her glasses.

{ONE SHOT} not proof read

Inspo: pin

Warnings: non , fluff

men + minors DNI

.☘︎ ݁˖⋆˚๋࣭⭑ ୭𖥔 ݁❀˖° .☘︎ ݁˖⋆˚๋࣭⭑ ୭𖥔 ݁❀˖° .

Early in the morning she wakes up without you on her side.

With her blurry sight she stumbles out of bed to her side drawer where she always leaves her glasses on top.

She couldn’t seem to find them as her eyesight deteriorated with the years, she has quite the lazy eye so she always keeps her glasses on.

It turned into a bit of an insecurity with age, she wished she started wearing glasses sooner to prevent it.

But now the present case, she can’t seem to find them.

You hearing her moving around the room, the grunts, the stumbling and moving things around.

You on to check her, leaving the stove on low as you made scrambled eggs for breakfast.

As you walked in you catch her crouched on the floor with her arm under it.

“Hey watcha looking for?” You ask her concern walking up behind her placing your hand on her back. “Hm?”

“My stupid glasses, I can’t find them” she grunts getting up from the floor she was just on.

“Let me help you, just sit on the bed.” You tell her holding back a chuckle.

It was always funny seeing her frustrated over the little things, she hated once you poked at her about them.

Sevika always being the type to stress out in her head, all the 14 years you’ve been married already you always found a way to get her out of that brain clutter.

You knew the signs and you read her well, it’s a reason she loves you so much, because she doesn’t have to tell you much without you already figuring it out.

As you looking around the bed you see something peeking out from under her pillow, when you go to lift it up.

Ta-Da ! !

It’s her glasses….crushed.

She squints to what you found “Oh no… not again.” She says “fuck”

“Sev Ive been telling you gotta take better care of these, they don’t come cheap?” You tell her looking at her glasses checking to see you could glue or take whatever fix it needs.

“I know” she groans into her hands “ it’s the fifth time already, last time I fucking drove over them.”

You chuckle “yeah. Literally “

“Shut up” Sev breaths out “you made breakfast?”

“Yup, and we gotta order you new glasses. 2 pairs this time. No buts.” You clarify, last time you offered buying her two pairs. One extra just in case , assured you that these pairs would be different. They would survive.

“Let’s go to the kitchen, I don’t want the eggs to burn.” You grab her hand and walk her into the kitchen.

As she eats the food you serve her, now you gotta figure out a way to fix her glasses for temporary use.

.☘︎ ݁˖⋆˚๋࣭⭑ ୭𖥔 ݁❀˖° .☘︎ ݁˖⋆˚๋࣭⭑ ୭𖥔 ݁❀˖° .