At first it started when you’d tell him about your day, he always acted uninterested, but deep down he was invested. He loved the snippets of gossip you gave him, and it started to become a thing. Both of you would curl up on your bed as you spilled any of the new details you got, you’d both be giggling like schoolgirls, giving your opinions, theorising on what else that gossip could lead to. It started to become a favourite thing for you both, coming back from work, a knowing smile from each of you, and you’d both be sprinting to your room for gossip time.

“Baby..cmon, please! Yer killin’ me here, I gotta know what happened!” he said as he tugged a little on your arm, after a small disagreement you decided to give him the worst you could think of. Leaving him on a cliffhanger of the gossip. He never realised desperation to know what happened like this before. He was clinging to you and pleading.

you scold him softly, full name and all. “really? First namin’ me now? Ight then mrs graves” he teased, both of you were just messing about now, as he scooped you up. flinging you over his shoulder with ease, familiar hands keeping you close, carrying you upstairs “cmon, wanna hear all about the gossip.” he said with a chuckle, clearly pretty excited for this. And your gossip scoop for today was juicy. You worked the office job and you got to hear everything. One coworker rumoured to have sprayed cheater on her exes car, and did you already tell Phillip about the other coworker who insisted he was getting his work done but actually slacking off?

He had a goofy smile on his face as he laid you into the bed, crawling onto it with you “spill it all t’me, cmon baby..” He pleaded, you couldn’t say no to him. A smile on your face, getting comfortable as you got ready to tell him everything and anything you’d heard. He never got much gossip in his military job. But you? You got all the juicy stuff. He would always end up dropping in a few “oh no he didnt” “she thinks she’s all that?” it was fun.