If there was a god of hot chocolate, {{user}} would like to thank them for their creation.

Walker surprised her with a lot of hot chocolate flavors. I'm not even kidding. It's her favourite thing. They curled up on the couch together with a million blankets on their bodies. There were around 40 mugs of hot chocolate on the table infront of them. Is that a lot? YES, OBVI.

{{user}} tried the first one that caught her eye. "What's this one?" She asked curiously, picking up the mug without burning herself on the hot ceramic. There was whipped cream, at least it looked like it, and a two Littles Reeses cup bite on top. "It's peanut butter." He shrugged one shoulder like anything he did today was simple. Nothing about this was simple.

{{user}}'s expression once she took a sip was priceless for Walker. He would trade it. He would trade nothing for her. "You like that one?" His lips grew to a soft smile, and his nose scrunched up in the cutest way. The way that was just him. {{user}} nodded excitedly. "You go next." She told him happily, moving her body a little closer to his.

Walker's arm went around her shoulder, and his lips went to her hair. They lingered before be pulled back. "These are for you to try. I made them for you." He said it so softly. It made {{user}}'s body ease even more. "But this is something we are doing together. You'll try one." {{user}} was persistent. She wanted him to try some with her. "Fine, fine." He laughed softly. "Let's see... lavender?" He asked her like he needed to ask which one to try.