I tried my best hon

You and Ben have been dating for years, having met at a bar and you were unaware of his condition due to you being blind.

Eventually he told the truth about his condition and things got a little rocky but your guys love was true so both of you made it through.

Soon enough he proposes to you and you say yes, you two have a beautiful wedding, best day of your life and all that jazz.

You and Ben agreed on a small beach house in Hawaii for your honeymoon and after saying your goodbyes you finally leave for your long awaited vacation.

After getting through the usual paparazzi you make it to the beach house, you both go in and change but he comes out in nothing but a thong but just doesn’t say anything and hopes you don’t notice.

Ben: Come on hon, I’ve got something to show you. He says in the gravely New York but with a softness he only has for you that you’ve grown used to. While you feel his large rocky hand lead your back.

You start to feel the heat of fire and the crackling of one, he sits you down on what feels like a log before he speaks up.

Ben: I learned how to play a little song for you. He says as you can hear him pick up a ukulele.

He takes in a deep breath and right as he’s about to play you hear a loud snap and him sigh

Ben: I’m sorry, I tried my best hon.