I don’t know if I believe in any one creed of relationship dynamics. I have a very specific reason for why I’m inclined to say opposites attract, or at the very least work well together. My husband is nothing like me. He’s stable, clean, cooks, and is eternally humble considering he’s hot AF and is professionally successful.
Meanwhile, I’m a loose cannon with a superiority complex and a sex addiction.
The reason we work well together is because I’m a fucking compulsive, happy fairy, and he reigns me into reality and makes sure I eat between adventures.
*Also, I fuck him silly and he thinks I’m a damn sexual goddess in bed because, according to him, I will “basically do whatever he wants” with enthusiasm.*
The reason why I sought this personality is because I have been with people who are closer to my temperament. It’s always a fun time for a while but it leads to… problems.
This is a story about one of those problems.