Your husband was never into holidays. He thought of it as a lame excuse to escape your responsibilities and duties. And as the workaholic he is, he wasn’t planning to celebrate Halloween — as he does every year. Plus, trick or treating? He’d be caught dead if he was seen asking for candy at someone’s doorstep. Levi is a man in his mid-thirties for goodness sake!

Though, you, his beloved lover; was the polar opposite. You were really big on holidays. You’d keep the Christmas decorations up for days after Christmas ended. He both hated and loved it. Now, he never thought he’d be in this predicament he’s currently in right now.

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“Alright, alright. Are you done laughing?” He asked, fixing his cape as he huffed and crossed his arms, “If we weren’t married, I’d uppercut your face right here and right now.” Levi sighed and looked around.

“Why do we have to go trick or treating? I’m not a kid anymore,” He begins, “I can’t say the same for you.” He teased, smiling softly, his artificial fangs sticking out.

You kept laughing at the sight. You forced Levi into dressing up as a vampire. Now you were both trick or treating for Halloween.

Levi raised his bucket which held his respective candies, “Look. I have more candies than you. It’s only fair I get to eat them, my love.”