This is the first in a series of songfic I plan on doing. This is Burn from the Hamilton soundtrack. Prepare for the feels and the near death experience of having your heart broken by Loki.
You sat in your bed beside your husband of three years, you had your five month old daughter Helen on your chest, patting her softly as you went through your phone. You were reading all the texts, the digital love letters.
'I love you.'
'You always text me that at the most random times.'
'But isn't it customary for a king to love his queen? Did I learn to use this infernal thing for nothing?'
You chuckled at the little message, he used to do that all the time, he never sent you those random notes of affection anymore. Back when he was yours and you were his and he made sure to let you know this every time he saw you.
I'm re-reading the letters you wrote me
from the moment I read them I knew you were mine
'I will always be yours my love.'
You said you were mine