DATING (Cole)

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Dating Cole Mackenzie

* Drawing landscape together.
* Going on picnics.
* Going to museums together.
* Going to concerts together.
* Painting on one another.
* Arguing about "what painter/artist wanted to express through the work?"
* Wanting a pet. " Am I not cute enough?" Cole pouts but agrees.
* You sitting between his legs as you both draw.
* Making sculptures together.
* You teaching him dance.
* Both of you acting out some scenes from your favorite books.
* You try to create new clothing. "That looks amazing, Y/N!"
* Him calling you: love, heart, sweetheart, sweetie, dear.
* You calling him: bae, cookie, cutie, bebè, amigo, love.
* Making promises about future to each other as you two lay on the grass.
* Writing poems to each other.
* Writing love letters to each other while you're both separated.
* Saying random "I love you's" to each other.
* Baking together.
* Going to the forest. Both of you silently stand with your hands intertwined, listening to the sounds of the forest. "Can you hear it?"
* Both of you known as the "artsy" couple of Avonlea.
* Dancing in the rain while saying "I love you" to each other.
* Laying on the grass. Your head on his chest as you listen to his humming.
* You two playing around in Cole's room when he suddenly puts his hands on your waist and pushes you into mattress, making both of you laugh as you lie on the bed.
* Trusting each other with everything.
* Going for a walk in the evening. "Look there's an eagle." You say as Cole turns his head to the direction you pointed. You suddenly give him a kiss on the cheek and smile.
* Passing love notes to each other at school.
* Always acknowledging each other's beauty. "You're astonishingly handsome, Cole." "You're breathtaking, Y/N."
* You two sharing a small golden bracelet from when you were at the "just friends" phase and saving it for the rest of your lives.
* You brushing through Cole's hair as he tells you a story he's written.
* Winter. You're both kissing as snowflakes fall around you.

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