Andrew Garfield one-shots

SHOPPING- ANDREW GARFIELD

"How does this look?" I asked as I stepped out of the changing room, doing a little twirl to show Andrew the dress.

It was a beautiful two colors dress, the skirt a nude pink and the top white with long sleeves.

Andrew looked at me and smiled, "absolutely stunning."

I huffed, "you said that with the last four dresses, Drew! You're not helping."

I closed the curtain of the dressing room shut harshly and groaned, struggling to unzip the damn thing.

Andrew chuckled and opened the curtain, holding the top of my dress with one hand as he pulled down the zip with the other; once done, he pressed a soft kiss to my shoulder, "I only said it with all the dresses cause it's true," he said as he wrapped his arms around me, "you always look stunning, you both do," he kissed my shoulder again as his hands rested gently on my bump.

I sighed and leaned back to it, "you have an obligation to say that, you're my husband!" I threw my arms out in frustration, "but not one of this dresses looks good on me, and this is your first premiere when people are gonna see this," I said as I pointed to my stomach, "I want to make you look good!"

Andrew sighed softly and wrapped his arms around me, pressing his soft lips to my forehead, brushing my hair away from my face delicately with his fingers, "why are you crying love?" He questioned as he wiped a stray tear from my cheek.

I shook my head, "ignore it, stupid pregnancy hormones," I muttered.

Andrew chuckled and cupped my face, "look, all I care about is that my favorite people in the world are gonna be there with me, and you could be wearing a potato sack for all I care and still look absolutely stunning," he said as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

I smiled and hugged him the best I could with my bump in the way, "I love you."

He pressed a kiss to the top of my head, "I love you too," he whispered, "how about you try this one now?"

He was holding up a beautiful light blue dress with a one shoulder strap.