#finally got to sit down to write this...so - CLICKS POST 👁️✨👁️✨

[griffin-wood]

How about #4 for whoever sparks joy?

title: the cure.

prompt: "I'm sad and I demand cuddles." (prompt list)

pairing: raylene x arthur.

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'i'm sad and I demand cuddles.'

She laughs to herself a little, sighing at the events of the day. Her coffee spilled on the pavement this morning, her very own energetic boost of the day. Afterwards, she almost tripped onto her face before Ryan stops her from an embarrassing fall. Besides that, she also accidentally closing her draft without saving it. A nightmare for one Raylene Gray, which follows with her lunch in the kitchen was burned due to her emotional breakdown over the document. Still grieving of the scenes she wrote down, only for it to disappear.

The text summarizes her whole day, and it's only four in the afternoon. Arthur wasn't here today, he left for a business trip the last two days. He's supposed to return tomorrow and she regrets not joining him, maybe she'll get the cuddles sooner than later. But, a meeting stopped her from joining onto the trip - as she waits for him to return. The text itself symbolizes it, she's sad and she wishes to be cuddled with a good movie, and maybe take out too.

The hours went by and she in fact did ordered take out, as she decided to ditch work and have a self care time instead. She's still sad, that's a matter of fact; the ideas she tried to rewrite only end up as scratch itself, the take out was laid on the table. Comfort food at its best, a tub of ice cream in the ready, a whole catalogue of rom-com she prepared. It's a good me-day for her, as she finally prepares for the session, only for the doorbell to step in her way.

She checks the time, it's almost 8pm due to her extra nap before her self care session. The sun already set, as she walks through the door. A familiar figure stood by on the other side of the door, Arthur standing there with a pizza box; and a judgemental raised eyebrow which she returns with a smile.

"That's...mine." she said sheepishly, before she jumps into his arms as he held her as Arthur shuts the door with his foot.

Raylene's hands are wrapped around his neck, letting out a breath; no words needed between them. He's here, and well; that's enough for her. She translates her thoughts with her lips meeting his, with the gesture returned with a spoken meaning within it. In between the lines of, it's good to be back.

Arthur somehow finds it all amusing, and apparently surprised himself as well to be returning a day early from his business. The text from her was the final push, and well; it feels great to be back. The subtle amused smile on his face, as Ray meets his eyes before he sets her down on the couch. The movie begins to play in a swift motion, as he joins by her side.

Words, it doesn't exist within the silence and that's enough for them. As she snuggles onto him, a part that's been missing the last few days; as the cure of the shitty day. It's indeed the perfect cure.

THE END.

tags: @wayhavenots , @indorilnerevarine , @takemyopenheart