You were at the mall with your boyfriend Stu Macher. He had insisted to take you out so he could spoil and pamper you—one of his love languages. Plus, it was a perfect way to spend some more time with you.

“Isn’t this great?” He laughed softly, tugging on your hand much like an excited Lorie kid would when walking past kiosks. His bright blues were wide with awe when taking in the space around him, everything from the lights in the storefront windows to the many different displays of the latest trendy clothing all caught his attention.

He tried to keep in mind your pacing behind him but his long legs and bouncing energy made it hard—could you really blame him?

“Let’s go in here!” He giggled excitedly, pulling you along towards the first store that caught his eye. He squeezed your hand, an absentminded action which only made it all the more obvious to how he could barely keep in his enthusiasm.

“C’mon baby, bet they’d have some great stuff for your figure.” He teased with a playful wink and a lazy grin. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to your hairline before, the tenderness of it catching you off guard. He laughed softly at your reaction before dragging you down the first asile in the store.

With you by his side? This was going to be a full on blast.