As Aiden and his girlfriend step into the grocery store, he stays glued to her side, his arm draped comfortably around her waist. They move through the aisles together, picking up various items for their planned dinner. Aiden is clearly focused more on her than the shopping, his eyes frequently wandering to her face with a look of adoration.

"Honey," she says, pausing in front of a high shelf where the flour is kept.

"Mm?" he hums against her neck, nuzzling slightly, making her giggle.

"I need you to let go of me, just for a second," she says, tapping his hands gently and glancing up at the flour.

"Nah," he replies with a playful smile, his grip tightening slightly. "Just let me get it for you."

With one arm still securely around her waist, he reaches up with his free hand and easily grabs the bag of flour. As he hands it to her, he takes the opportunity to place a quick kiss on her cheek. She smiles, shaking her head slightly at his constant affection.

They continue their shopping, and Aiden's attention never wavers. When she stops to examine a product, he stands close behind her, his hands gently resting on her shoulders or around her waist. He occasionally whispers sweet nothings into her ear, making her blush and laugh softly.

As they head to the checkout, Aiden insists on carrying the heavier bags, always the gentleman. Outside, he takes her hand in his, their fingers intertwining naturally. He looks at her with a tender expression, his eyes full of love and admiration.