"We should start finding the new things, shouldn't we?" Kirstie mumbled as she snuggled into Avi's warm embrace, his beard scratched lightly on her cheek. "Instead of laying here and watching Begin Again, again and again."
"I love the film, though." Avi said as he kissed his fiancé's hair. He grabbed the remote and turned off the big television. Sitting up, he pulled Kirstie up with him. "But let's go, today is a good day to continue our little tradition."
"Indeed, baby." She smiled, standing on her tiptoes to kiss his lips quickly.
Breaking away from his embrace, the soprano tied her hair up to a neat bun, and pulled Avi's big hoodie off her body. For a year living together, they were comfortable seeing each other changing, but the impression didn't sink down a bit.
Avi stood up, came behind his fiancé and kissed her bare shoulder lovingly. "Wear something simple, baby. We gonna change them out later, for something new."
"Do you think about the things I want, darling?"
"Absolutely." He smiled gently at her. "I will wait for you outside, I just have to change my shorts."
Kirstie nodded, and pecked his cheek before she went to change. "Sure thing."
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"Great minds think alike." Avi announced when they walked in the store, her hand around his arm.
It was a classic store, a famous custom-made shop where fashionable men and women tell each other about. How small but neat the store was, it was like the Kingsman's store in "Kingsman: The Secret Service", a film that both of them really liked. Except one thing, this store sold women's classic clothes too. Lit up by golden and silver lights and there were ranges of racks for ties, bows, hats, and fabrics that Avi wouldn't think twice to spend his money on.
"Good day, Mr. and Mrs. Kaplan!" The tailor cheerfully greeted, when he saw them with a polite bow. As if he'd already get used to famous customers, Mr. Ulysses put two big boxes on the counter. "Your orders are done. Please try them out."
Kirstie chuckled at his words, as she let go of her fiancé's hold. "Actually, I'm not Mrs. Kaplan. Yet." She replied.
"But soon." Avi snapped teasingly, grabbing two boxes from the tailor and gave Kirstie one of them.
"Avriel Benjamin, don't curse here."
"Roger that, Kirstin Taylor."
Mr. Ulysses smiled at the happy couple, gestured to the back of his store. "You two can take separate changing room and meet each other at the mirror grand room. I hope that you will love our designs."
Thanking him again, the couple went separate ways to their dressing rooms.
Avi walked into the medium size room, started taking off his short-sleeved black button down. The well-decorated box made him nervous for no reason, but still, he couldn't help fluttering at the thought of the luxurious suit was custom-made for only him. When the bass opened the last button of his casual shirt, he hung it on the hook. Taking a deep breath, he opened the box. Welcoming him was the neatly folded tie, which was a simple plain white tie with tie-clip and cufflinks on the surface.
Putting them aside, he took a look at the new white shirt and undershirt and tried them on. Fitting perfectly and all white. He and Kirstie chose white and golden as the main colors of their wedding, which totally wasn’t chosen by rock, paper, scissors. Avi continued unfolding the waistcoat with golden buttons, then the vest. He was impressed by the vest. Golden lines ran along the long collars, and on the pockets, too. That was where he was going to tuck the flowers. Avi smiled contentedly at the thought of the wedding as he tied the tie. Oh, how he had waited.
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