You drag Mason, your boyfriend of 8 months around the pumpkin patch, determined to find the perfect one. Mud covering your clothes, & tired from all the searching you finally find what you’re looking for.

you look the large pumpkin up & down, it’s nearly half your size & easily the biggest there, without even saying a word Mason walks past you & picks it up on one arm, not even caring for the mud that’s gotten on his clothes

“This the one you want princess/prince?” he asks stoically, but wanting to make you happy