"Sana Potter"
Sana Short Imagines
Y/N paced around the room, a sense of panic rising within her as she searched frantically for the important document she needed. She had just placed it on the table moments ago, but now it was nowhere to be found.
"Babe, have you seen my document?" Y/N called out, her voice tinged with urgency.
Sana glanced up from her phone, shaking her head. "No, I haven't seen it. Are you sure you didn't misplace it?"
Y/N's frustration boiled over, and she rounded on Sana, accusing her of moving the document.
"It was on the table! You're the only other person here, so who else could have touched it?" Y/N's voice rose with each word, the tension thick in the air.
Sana bristled at the accusation, her brows furrowing in frustration. "I didn't touch your document, Y/N. Don't blame me without any proof."
The exchange of heated words only served to escalate the tension between them, and Y/N's anger began to ebb away, replaced by a sinking feeling of guilt. As she continued to search, a sudden realization struck her, and she hurried to her cabinet, pulling it open.
There, tucked away among her belongings, was the missing document. Y/N's shoulders sagged in relief as she retrieved it, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over her.
With a heavy sigh, Y/N approached Sana, who was still engrossed in her phone. She wrapped her arms around Sana's waist, pressing a gentle kiss to her shoulder.
"I found it," Y/N murmured, her voice laced with remorse. "I'm sorry for accusing you, Sana. It was wrong of me, and I promise it won't happen again."
Sana remained silent, her gaze fixed on her phone screen, but Y/N refused to give up. She apologized once more, promising to make it up to Sana.
"I'll order some food for us and join you to watch Harry Potter," Y/N suggested, knowing it was one of Sana's favorite pastimes.
At the mention of Harry Potter, Sana finally looked up, her curiosity piqued. Y/N's heart soared as she caught Sana's attention, and she offered a small smile.
Sana's stern expression softened, and she reached out to gently cup Y/N's cheek.
"Don't blame me or anyone else without proof, okay?" Sana said softly, her tone gentle but firm.
Y/N nodded, leaning into Sana's touch and pressing a loving kiss to her nose.
"I won't, I love you." Y/N promised, feeling grateful for Sana's understanding and forgiveness.
"I love you too."