60: Glamping

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Y/N's POV:

"Shawn, you know I'm allergic to bug spray." I giggle as he looks at the extensive display of consistently green spray cans.

"I know, but I'm going to need it!" He replies with a deep laugh.

"Yeah, but you know that means you won't be allowed to touch me unless you shower." I say. He smirks at me before picking up a can and throwing it in the basket on his arm.

"Alright, that's all we need. We'll go home, get the bags then tell the twins and Jackson goodbye, then we'll head on out to the campsite!" Shawn repeats the plan for the tenth time since we entered the store.

"Okay, okay, I get it!" I laugh. He takes my hand in his and intertwines our fingers together, keeping me close to him as we go through the check out line.

The drive home is short and pretty much quiet as Shawn hums along to every song that comes on the radio. I begin to gather the plastic grocery bags as we pull into the driveway, and the twins meet us, standing in the garage patiently while their grandma carries their baby brother behind them.

"Hi, guys!" I smile as I walk into the concrete area. All at once, both sets of arms are wrapped around one of my legs.

"Mommy!" Christian yells.

"No, she's my mommy." Keely looks at Christian like he's gone insane.

"Come on, kiddos, she's your mommy, Christian, and yours too, Keely. She's also Jackson's mommy. Now let her go because she and I are going some where." Shawn laughs, bending down and kissing both of the seven year olds on the head. They each release the leg they have ahold of and I bring all of the grocery bags inside.

"Hey, mom. Thanks again for doing this. If you need absolutely anything the two days we are away, please don't be afraid to call. I know it can get crazy." I smile at my mom who gently bounces Jackson in her arms.

"I've got everything, sweet heart. You two have fun, okay? I love you!" She kisses my cheek as Shawn comes out of the house with our two small suitcases.

"You ready, baby?" He asks sweetly. I grin and kiss all of the kids one more time before following Shawn out to the Jeep.

"Bye, kiddos! Be good for grandma! I love you all! We'll be back soon!" I yell out the window to the kids standing in the garage. We pull away, leaving me to stare out the windshield for a couple of seconds.

"They'll be fine." Shawn reassures me. I reach over and take one of his hands off the steering wheel, intertwining his fingers with mine.

"I know." I smile. The drive along the winding roads is scenic and full of laughter.

"And we're here." Shawn smiles as he pulls into a gravel driveway. I look up to see a huge cabin illuminated with sporadically placed lanterns.

"Oh, Shawn, that's gorgeous! Are we getting a room?" I ask, admiring the cabin.

"Nope. That's all ours." He smirks, dangling a set of keys in front of my face.

"Shawn! That's not camping!" I giggle.

"No, you're right. It's glamping."

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A/N

I literally got this idea from camping over spring break. I know this sucks, but hey, it's an update... I love you guys! Thanks for always supporting me!

QOTD: What's your favorite vacation spot?

AOTD: Anywhere there's a beach! 😉

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