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𝙰𝚃𝙻𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰, 𝙶𝙰 - 𝟷𝟸:𝟶𝟾 𝙿.𝙼. ——
"You just picking up random shit at this point."
Haven ignored Cairo as she tossed a matching set into the Target cart he leaned onto. It was one of many pairs that she had already picked up, Target's matching sets were tempting and she fell into the trap many times.
"You got this same shit at home already."
Haven's lips turned up, as she looked back at Cairo. "I don't say anything about the million pairs of shoes you own. Leave, me and my matching sets alone."
They had been standing in the same aisle for a minute now as Haven had placed every matching set Target had to offer into the cart. After doing another wrap-around of the athletic wear section, Haven turned to Cairo ready to go to another aisle.
He held a rather annoyed expression on his face, he was tired and was coming down with some sort of bug but was also annoyed by her shopping antics. "Fix your face." She reached up, patting his face lightly.
They left the aisle and headed around the back, passing by the baby's clothing. Haven lightly gasped, as a dinosaur onesie came across her view. She picked it up, turning it both ways. "This is too cute, look."
She shifted through the rack of boy onesies as the neutral colors were catching her eye the most. Cairo stood to the side watching her as his stomach tightened at the sight of her actions.
"One of our friends needs to have a baby." She spoke, grabbing onto his arm, looking up at him as his face held an unreadable expression. "What?"
"Don't get me started." Cairo shook his head, dismissing his thoughts as they pushed past the clothing.
"Don't get you started on what?"
"Why are you acting clueless, Haven? You already know I want us to have a baby." He spoke, and his tone quickly changed.
"I already told you, our time will come when we are ready, and we are nowhere near that." She spoke in response, her grip loosening on his arm.
"You been saying that shit, ain't no need for you to say it for the millionth time." He shrugged. "It just pisses me off when you feel the need to point out or show me some shit that's dealing with babies or kids when you already know how I feel."
"Why are you catching an attitude? All of this because I showed you a set of onesies?"
