/ ⠀ * @potentempath gets a starter for the birthday boy !
maybe it’s not her place to meddle, but he’d been exhausting himself with burning the candle at both ends — well, he deserved the time off, especially on a day that was supposed to be entirely about him. which led to molly turning off the alarm to let will sleep in, and taking it upon herself to call jack and let him know that will wasn’t coming in today ; no matter the consequences.
the morning is quiet without him, she had gotten walter dressed and out the door to catch the bus, and now it was just her and the dogs. after letting them outside, she would retreat to the kitchen to make their food ; will made their food from scratch, and had strict instructions on what he fed his dogs, that molly of course tried to follow to a T at his request.
once the dogs were back inside and eating contently, molly would return to the kitchen again to make coffee. before she can leave the kitchen, a cupcake made fresh from the night before is plucked out from under the glass cover. quiet steps carry her up to their room, the decorated cupcake and the warm coffee placed on will’s side of the bedside table.
the missed COMFORT of him and the warmth from their bed combined is not unlike a siren song, molly slipping back into her side of the bed — attaching herself to his side, cold nose nudges into the crook of his neck. ❝ g ‘ mornin’, handsome. i made coffee for you. ❞ voice is gentle, still full of sleep despite being awake for about an hour and a half now. once he’s a bit more awake, she offers him a smile. ❝ i also told jack you had a family emergency today. won’t be able to make it in. he said they’d find somebody to cover your lecture for the day, and you weren’t needed in the field. ❞