Coffee Please! || Rf Wally x Reader ||

BONUS: EARLY GIFT

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Christmas begins to arrive closer and closer, and yet I haven't thought of the perfect gift for everybody. Yeah, I'm kind of the Grinch for getting things late— while Christmas Eve is tomorrow morning.

I'm also supposed to go with the gals to that one bar before me and Walden starting dating. We go there a lot more now though. I understand Walden quite a bit now to know what he likes or what he— sometimes, enjoys. other than working out and sleeping, he has some other things he likes. I recently got him into the new trolls movie. He says it's childish and he'll never get into kid movies but I caught him watching it in the living room just a few days ago. Spoiler alert, it's his favorite movie since I brought him to the theaters.

But I can't give him a trolls plushy because even though that would've been a great Christmas gift, I already bought him a bunch since he started watching it, so it's kind of ruined and even though he would love it, I'm not buying him something that he already has. There's also bullying people. I asked him what he wants for Christmas when he told me that. I told him no. Then he said he wanted a Tesla. I stopped asking him after. Crime shows are also something he enjoys, which I never saw him liking. But you learn something new every day, huh?

Other than that, he just really doesn't like anything or anybody. Oh, and I apologized to a few people, people like Julienne. I still don't think we're ever going to get on the right foot after the fight. She hates me, but so what? I'm dating her ex-husband. I would hate somebody too that was dating mine as well, so I can't blame the woman.

I'm also thinking about visiting Poppy's grave before Christmas— or either today. I really miss her. Walden gave me her necklace that she wore, but I couldn't accept it. He gave it to Barnaby once I declined the offer. She was like a mother figure to my heart. I know Wally misses her as well because gosh knows how long he's had a understanding kind mother for. Of course I never met his parents, but I never really planned on it. My parents already know and are they a pain since I have. I told them finally that I wasn't ready to start thinking about marriage or anything. Especially children. Mom I'm looking at you.

Since I've moved out, my mother's been basically begging me to get married and start a family of my own. But we're not gonna get too much into detail about my own family problems, and what my mother thinks of me. My mother can think of me however she pleases, just good things that's all. Walden wants to celebrate Christmas early this year. I don't know why, I've never seen him so excited over Christmas before. Like ever. Like, since I've never met him before, I never expected him to be excited over something who I thought didn't like childish things, but I guess Christmas isn't that childish if you think about it. It's really about giving, not the gifts.

That's what I think. Wally however probably laughs at orphans on Christmas day. But anyway I of course, in the nicest way I could, politely said no.

"What? You're selfish! We are meeting up with people on Christmas day to open gifts— like Sal and everybody else at the factory, that we know of." I reply to Walden. "No? I thought we canceled plans on Christmas." Wally raises a eyebrow confusingly. "I already told them that we were going to be busy." he admits. I stare at him for a couple of seconds, comprehending his sentence. "What?! No Wally! We are spending Christmas with them!" I raise my hands in the air. I couldn't believe him right now. They drop as soon as he responds. "Why?"

"Because! It's about spending time with people! We're not going to be alone on Christmas day!" I cross my arms in anger that he hadn't told me that he canceled plans with everybody on Christmas. "If there's one thing on my Christmas list, is to be away from work. Those things are work. It's called Christmas break for a reason Y/n. To be away from everybody at work." he turns away to walk to the kitchen to make himself coffee. "They aren't technically just workers, there our friends as well." I argue. "We have opinions." he says, after pouring coffee into his mug. "Well, what do you want to do now since you canceled all our plans on a holiday where you should be with people?" I ask watching him.

Walden leans on the kitchen counter. "Wanna open gifts?" I didn't even get him anything yet— knowing it's probably too late, but I should start thinking about it now. I freeze for a moment addressing my own problem, and how I could fix it. Gosh, this is terrible. I haven't even gotten one person a gift because I've been so busy decorating my own house and spending more money on us. "Uhm— shouldn't we wait till Christmas Day?" I gulp. He stares. "Can I share my present?" I question why he would want to share his own present to me, but I was kind of curious, and inpatient enough to find out. Even though I felt bad for not getting him or anybody else gifts yet.

"Why?"

"You'll love it."

Walden runs upstairs, putting his mug on the counter. I question it, but don't say a word. I wait in the living room for him.

He eventually comes back with a gift that I know he did NOT wrap for it's beautiful evenness. He doesn't know how to wrap a single thing, I know how he wraps. It's not good. "Okay, what do you think it is?" he sits down on the floor. It's like the couches are invisible to him. So I join them on the floor and crisscross applesauce because I can do whatever I please. "Is it money?" I say looking down at the gift. "Your funny. Open it." he says, looking directly at me before looking back down at the gift. I grab it and shake it. It sounds heavy.

"It's fragile," he says. "Don't shake it."

I nod before putting it down on the floor. I carefully open it putting away the wrapping before I'm met with a box. I look up at him and back down at the present. "I need—"

"Here." he passes me a knife. I hope he doesn't carry that everywhere with him. I gently grab the knife from him and rip open the box. It's a MacBook, but the ones you can bring on the way. I look up at him and he's smiling. Now I know mines broken and has 20 million viruses thanks to me trying to find a job on a illegal website. "I'm tired of hearing that old ass thing at night begging for air. So I bought you a new one." he admits. Kind of rude, but I'll accept it. I loved that computer, but I guess it's time to move on from the past and go with the future. I chuckle looking over at him. "I mean it's thoughtful, but you didn't have to put it like that." I laugh.

Afterwards, I hug him and literally never use it then we proceed to go in debt.

The end 💕.

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Happy holidays!! (Everything's literally passed. I don't know what I'm talking about.)