Playground (B)

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"Blake! Where are we going?" you ask, confused, as he drives you to a 'mystery destination'.

"You'll see!" he laughs at your confusion.

"I hate surprises! You know that." you groan, giggling as you watch all the places that we drive past.

"It wouldn't be a mystery destination if you knew y/n." he chuckles.

Finally Blake parks the car and you get out.

"Why are we at the park?" you ask, more confused that ever. Blake takes your hand and winks.

"You'll see." he says as you start walking.

"Stop saying that!" you giggle, following behind him.

Blake comes to a stop as you reach the empty playground.

"Really Blake?" you laugh, looking at your boyfriend.

"Really." he says, a serious tone evident in his voice.

"Okay, race you to the swings." you giggle, starting to run for them.

Blake overtakes you and waits, sitting on one of the two swings.

You take a seat on the swing beside him.

"This just reminds me of when we were younger." he smiles, memories of you playing here in your childhood coming back to both of you.

"What? Like the time when you fell over that log beam." you laugh at the memory.

"I wanted that ice cream. You can't blame me." he shrugs.

"Thank you for bringing me here Blake." you grin.

"It's okay babe." he smiles.

"Race you to the slides." Blake yells, breaking the silence and runs off towards the slides.

"Hey that's not fair!" you groan, running after your lunatic of a boyfriend.

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