prompt 1: "I am very young, very foolish, and very in love with you."
warnings: reader keeps calling andy old, implied smut, pet name (baby)
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"Happy birthday, old man," you said in sing-song voice as you placed his birthday cake in front of him before kissing his cheek. "Make a wish."
"I wish you'd stop calling me an old man," Andy joked.
"Ah ah ah! You're not supposed to say your wish out loud, or else it won't come true! Now I still get to call you an old man."
He raised a brow. "But, I haven't blown out my candles and that's when it matters whether I say my wish or not."
You laughed, plopping down in his lap, winding your arms around his neck. "It's okay, baby, that you're old. I'll love you even while you're getting grey and wrinkly."
"I'm not old," he insisted, leaning in for a kiss. "I am very young, very foolish, and very in love with you."
"Sounds like something an old man would say."
"Oh, I'll show you just how young I am," he growled, rising to his feet with you scooped you in his arms, practically sprinting to get upstairs to the bedroom. "I'll show you all night long til morning comes."
"Wait, the candles! Blow them out first!" you laughed while he set you down, leaning against the wall as he jogged back over to the table, blowing out the candles.
