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December 12th

"Jack." I say as I see a rack of fuzzy socks.

"What, baby?" He asks as he puts granola bars in the cart.

"Can I please have fuzzy socks?" I ask.

He looks at me. "Y/N, you have a million pairs." Jack says.

"But they're Christmas colours." I say, trying to get him to buy them for me. "And if you get a pair too, we can match." I add.

He sighs. "Get 'em. You're too cute to say no to." Jack says, defeated.

I kiss him. "Thank you, baby." I say. He smiles.

"Why are you so fucking adorable, hm?" He asks.

"I don't know." I say with a blush.

"I love you." He says, grabbing two pairs of  socks.

"I love you too." I say.

"You're so spoiled." He says, shaking his head.

"I'm not that spoiled." I say.

"You are." He says.

We head to the checkout line and pay for our items. "I can't wait to get into these socks. They look so comfy." I say.

"So, I really have to wear girly socks?" Jack asks me. I smile.

"They're not girly." I say.

"Yes, they are." He says.

"But you're gonna look so cute in these." I say, touching the soft material of the socks. He chuckles.

"I love you." He says.

"I know. You say it all the time." I kiss his cheek. "And I love you too."

Word count- 237

This sucked literal ass. I'm uninspired, so if you want to give me any ideas, please do so.

XoXo,
RK

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