She's His Weapon

Hera couldn't sleep. Her heart was way too excited, and it kept her awake all night. It was her birthday in two days, after all. 

The gust of cold air seeping into the room through the open balcony made the curtains dance to their tune. Hera left the bed hurriedly. Tiptoeing to the balcony, she locked the glass door before it could disturb Hunter. Her Hunter was a light sleeper, and the smallest of the sound would make him awake from sleep. 

The stupid wind dared to ruffle the curtains while she was afraid to breathe louder, thinking he would wake up from the sound. Hera felt offended. 

She glared at the soft curtains for taking the liberty. 

'Stop flirting with the breeze, you shameless piece of shit. I'm going to rip you apart and throw you into the trash if you dared to disturb my boyfriend's sleep.' 

She threatened the lifeless piece of cloth in her mind before returning to the bed.