“You.. didn’t have to do this,” Lara chuckles, cheeks flushed a deep maroon as she admires the setup you’ve got sprawled on the soft, mossy lawn; a stupidly wide grin lighting up her face.

She wasn’t expecting this.

“Really,” she adds, slowly taking a seat beside you. Her eyes wide with wonder as she looks over the homemade dinner you’ve prepared.

All for her.

“Babe..”