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"Stop complaining, you know you love it." - Prompt #41
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"Brad this is boring." you complain walking to the next piece of art. The two of you decided to go on a trip to New York, today you were going to an art museum Brad begged to go to.
"We are almost finished, only a few more pieces to look at and then we can go Ice Skating." He told you putting his arm around your shoulder and kissing your forehead.
The next few minutes dragged on to what felt like days. Soon enough it was time to go, you happily left the museum and started trying to get a cab to take to Rockefeller Center.
You look around and see all the Christmas decorations. The tree was lit up and everyone looked so happy that it was finally Christmas.
"Here let me help you." Brad said taking your hand a guiding you to the ice. You took one step onto the ice and slipped. Just before you hit the cold ground, Brad was able to catch you. "Thank you." You laugh trying to get your balance.
"Hey Y/N do you want to hear a joke?" HE asked, while you were trying to focus on moving forward on the ice. "Sure." You laughed, knowing it was going to be stupid.
"Why shouldn't you tell jokes on ice?" He said with a cheeky grin on his face. "Why?"
"Because the ice might crack up!" He said laughing, you roll your eyes at the joke your boyfriend just told you. You start to laugh, and didn't notice your skate was untied. While you were trying to glide over the ice, your skate got stuck in the lace. The next thing you know you are lying down on your back.
"Are you okay?" Brad asked scared, sitting down next to you. "Yeah, my butt hurts though." you laugh it off, and take his hand. When you stand up, Brad puts his arm around you.
"Hey look, a mistletoe." You say smiling. Brad looks up at it, then back down at you. He leans forward, giving you a small but passionate kiss on the lips. He puts his arm around you.
"I'm never letting you go again." He tells you, you smile and nod.
