*September 1982*
(Y/N) and Andy go fishing at a lake
(Y/N)'s POV:
Before everything starts going fast with my album, me and Andy decided to take a little day trip to Legg Lake and go fishing and have a nice day out in the sun. Since it's September, the weather has started cooling down and we haven't gone fishing in a long time.
I packed us a picnic lunch and got a bag ready with sunscreen, extra sunglasses, a blanket to sit on, and extra pair of flip flops.
Andy got a ice chest ready for any fish we might catch.
We headed out to the lake around 8:30 a.m.
When we got out of the car, it was more chilly than I was expecting.
I went to the backseat of the car and grabbed my thicker cardigan.
"Aw darling are you cold?" Andy asked as he unloaded the fishing poles and bait box.
"Just a bit haha I thought it would be warmer," I told him.
"Once the sun warms up the air in a few, you'll feel better," Andy said closing the trunk.
We walked to this little area where we always usually sit when we've come fishing before.
"It looks like it's only us today," Andy remarked getting the fishing poles ready.
"It's still earlyish but it would be nice to be by ourselves," I said sitting on a rock.
Andy grabbed some of the bait, and boy did I forget it stinks.
"Oh yuck," I said covering my nose.
"How do you think we get the fish to the surface?" Andy said laughing.
"Just me cause I am a good luck charm," I said laughing in response.
"You are something else darling," Andy said handing me my fishing pole.
"Let's hope we catch something," I responded casting the line out and watch the bobbin land on the water.
"You are a lucky charm so we should," Andy said smirking.
"So you agree that I am lucky?" I asked Andy.
"Yerp you are my luckiest charm ever, boom facts," Andy said casting his fishing line out with the bobbin.
We sat there and talked. There wasn't any bites on the lines for the 2 hours we were sitting there.
After that, me and Andy took our fishing poles and went back up to the car and take a rest break and then get lunch.
"Maybe we should go to another spot on the lake?" I suggested as I took a bite of my sandwich.
"That might be a good idea darling. I'm surprised we didn't catch anything yet," Andy said popping the tab of a Dr. Pepper.
"It's also almost the time of the season change too love so maybe that has an effect?" I asked him.
"Could be. You are so smart darling," Andy said smiling with his eyes.
"You are always so romantic Andy," I said reaching over and stealing a kiss.
Andy wrapped his arms around me and just stared into my eyes.
"What?" I asked him giggling.
"Nothing, I like admiring the best catch I ever got," Andy said smirking.
"Awwwww you always know how to sweep me off my feet, huh?" I asked him.
"Yerp and you know you love it," Andy replied.
"Nerp," I said smirking at him.
"Is that so?" he asked me.
"I like ruffling your feathers," I said planting a kiss on his cheek.
"Just for that," Andy said as he pinned me against the blanket.
"What are you gonna do?" I asked worried.
"Cover you with kisses till you let me win," Andy said as he kissed my face all over.
"Ok fine fine! YOU WIN!" I said in a serious tone.
"Yerp that's right, I always win," Andy said giving me another kiss.
"Are you gonna keep pinning me against the blanket?" I asked him smirking.
"Yerp I am," Andy said kissing my lips.
"So seductive aren't you," I said deepening the kiss.
"Uh huh," Andy said while pushing hair behind my ear.
"What if someone sees us?" I asked him.
"Who cares I like showing off what's mine and only mine," Andy said in my ear, letting goosebumps go down my spine.
"You know you are something else," I told him.
"I know," Andy said giving me another kiss.
I smiled into the kiss and Andy did too.
"Aren't we supposed to be fishing?" I asked laughing.
"Yerp but you are more important right now," Andy told me in response.
I rolled my eyes at my Aussie man and just said content with him.
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