Of Sweets and Guilt [Turkey/Sadık Adnan Fem!Reader-Insert]
You huffed. If someone were to see your current state, they would make a beeline for the door, considering you looked ready to kill the next person who appeared in front of you. "Damn you, Sadık..." was what you muttered - your mantra. "I hate you, Sadık Adnan..." were other bitter words directed at thin air. As soon as the source of your misery entered the very room you were in, you only turned around on the Turkish styled sofa. You took your time to once again admire the beautiful apartment in Turkey you shared with your husband; Sadık Adnan. The Turkish man always lived there. Having met him in an exchange year at the age of sixteen, you became friends with him pretty fast, your friendly relationship evolving to the one of lovers in that year abroad. Not long after he proposed to you during the weeks he decided to spend in your hometown and held a wedding with your closest family members in Turkey, he suggested you live with him, which you reluctantly but still kind of ecstatically gave your approval to. But as of right now, you were pissed. And more so when you finally laid your eyes on your dreadful state's cause while your eyes skimmed over the box on the table. "Why would you do that to me, Sadık?! I thought you loved me!" you started yelling all of a sudden, voice quivering as silent tears fell from your eyes, yet loud sobs escaped your mouth. "Canım, what happened?" Sadık asked, embracing you by an arm's length after having turned you around to see your big frown. "I-I'm on my period, but you left me alone..." you stuttered out, snuggling into the brunette's broad chest that was clad in a simple grey sleeveless shirt. Sadık rubbed circles on your back, sighing in a regretful and understanding way; women sure have it tough and he never even once saw her as the responsible one for her actions during that time of the month. Sadık was ready to comfort her. "I'm so sorry-" "You left me alone with all of those Turkish sweets, do you want to cram me?!" you exclaimed angrily, cutting off his words, shoving him away from you. Silence and taken-aback blinking eyes were the response to your outburst. Soon, though, you heard a deep chuckle as you watched Sadık incredulously. "What, you think this is funny? YOU WANNA GO?! FIGHT ME!" you screamed, raising your fists in a defiant fighting pose. "You're so cute, aşkım..." he went in for a kiss. Not with you, though. You aprubtly stood up from the couch, leaving Sadık's lips to collide with the pillow that was left in your place. "Nope. You're not gonna get any kisses today," you smirked at the male. When the Turk lifted himself off the awkward position, he hopelessly glared at his wife. "Of, [Name], why are you so heartless?! All I ever did was loving you relentlessly and this is what I get!" you heard him sob as you turned your back on him and went to prepare yourself a satisfying meal, leaving your husband to question his life.