you stood between a a fashion store and ice cream shop with your husband, evan. you went on a shopping spree.

evan stood quietly, wearing a mask as he used his phone.

"babe, i'm in the mood." you spoke up.

"right now?" evan's deep voice asked, eyes still on his phone.

"yes." you nodded.

"so you wanna be top or botto-" he asked, putting his phone in his pocket.

"no, no. not that. i'm in the mood for ice cream." you cut him out, pointing to the ice cream shop.

"ice cream? are you sure you don't want my cream?" evan smirked, joking with you.