Oh Home Depot… You loved Home Depot, and not because of the pretty flowers in the garden area… But, because you get to watch your husband talk about “manly” things.

Jensen and you would often go to Home Depot if he was building something new or to look at tools.

He loved it as well, especially when he encounters another customer. Yeah, their convos can take awhile, but you do not care just as long as Jensen does that thing where he crosses his arms over his chest. You’re so done for.

You just stand there and look pretty while Jensen handles everything else, it was definitely a sight. Seeing your husband pick up something that was particularly heavy, making his muscles strain under the thin fabric of his shirts… Or simply just speaking the about what his plans were with the type of wood he picked out.

This particular trip, he needed to get a type of wood he was talking about for awhile… But you didn’t catch what type of course, you were too busy staring at the man.

“Darlin’—…” He snaps his fingers in front of your face, “Does that sound good to you, baby?”

oh… my god…