Imagine Leo hasn't won his Oscar yet, K? K. Also props to LavenderWaterColor for this inspo and for being the best person literally ever.
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"Babygirl!"
Samantha groaned and slowly opened her eyes. "What?" She mumbled.
"It's your birthday!" Leo exclaimed, jumping around like a little kid on Christmas morning.
"Okay, babe." Sam said with a grin, amused by Leo's excitement. She rubbed her eyes so that her vision became clearer, and she was greeted by a shirtless Leonardo DiCaprio in front of her.
"I have a surprise." He said eagerly, placing his bum onto the matress, it dipping under his weight.
"What is it?"
"We're going somewhere..." Leo whispered into Sam's ear, littering kisses up and down her jaw.
"I'm going to need specifics..." Samantha panted, melting into Leo's soft kisses.
"Okay. We're going to the Oscars." Leo said simply.
"WHAT!"
"Baby if you don't want to go--"
"--Fuck yeah I want to go, oh my god, Leo!" Samantha yelled, jumping on the mans back as he stood up. She giggled as he carried her downstairs, and she held on tightly to his back.
"Okay, the dress people or whatever the hell you call them will be here in one hour. The red carpet starts at 5, meaning we need to be there and waiting by 4. Its 8:00 am right now, so we should have about 6-7 hours to pick out our dress and tuxedo, and you can get your hair and makeup done, and I'll get mine done too. Okay?"
Samantha only nodded as she wrapped her head around what was happening. "I'm so excited!"
"Why? It's not like I'll win anything." Leo smirked, sticking his tongue out.
"Maybe I'm your good luck charm! Maybe you'll win this time, thanks to yours truly of course."
Leo rolled his eyes and opened the fridge, pulling out a green smoothie.
Samantha quickly ran up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist from the back. "Baby?"
"Mhm."
"Do I get...you know...a birthday treat?" She asked as she slid her hand across his crotch.
"Nope. I can't have sex before the Oscars, trust me I've done it before and—" Leo quickly cut himself off. He knew Sam hated hearing about his so called 'fuckboy days'. He felt Samantha's grip loosen, and he mumbled a quick sorry. Sam said it was fine, and walked over to the island to sit on a stool.
"So what am I wearing to the Oscars?" She asked, curious, and also trying to change the subject.
"Whatever you want, princess. They'll show you a lot of options, and you can just choose whatever, I'll pay for it. It is your birthday, after all."
Sam grinned shyly and nodded. The two sat in an awkward silence, and felt sudden relief when a knock was heard on the door.
Sam ran to open it, but Leo quickly grabbed her waist, pulling her closer to him.
"We're going to be pulled away the second they come in, and I won't see you for the next few hours. So...I just wanted to say bye, I guess, I'll miss you." Leo said softly, giving Sam a quick, yet passionate kiss. The girl smiled into the kiss, feeling 100% content.
The only thoughts running through Samantha and Leonardo's head, was how perfect everything was.
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Leo was right, the second the makeup artists and designers walked through the door, it was no time for games. Samantha was yanked to one part of the house, while Leo was placed in another.
After hours of being poked, prodded, and dressed, it was finally time to go.
Leo had decided on a grey pinstripe suit with a pink puff, while Samantha had chosen a red elegant gown, with dashing lipstick and makeup that was to die for.
Samantha waited for Leo in the hall, scrolling through her Instagram feed. Though she didn't hear him come in, she knew he was there, for she heard his voice mutter a profanity.
"Babydoll, you look...marvelous, lovely, stunning, beautiful...oh my god." Leo said, his eyes wide. "You're a fucking goddess." He walked up to the girl, pulling her in for a deep kiss, and squeezing her ass afterwards.
Sam blushed and shook her head. "I'm not in any form a goddess, but you're most definitely a god...of some type."
After the couple drooled over each other for a bit, Joe, the driver, announced that it was time to go.
"Are you ready?" Leo asked, looking deep into Samantha's eyes. The red carpet was a big and unknown step in their relationship.
"I've been ready since I was 7."
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