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SPIDER-MAN FAR FROM HOME WAS SO GOOD AND THAT ENDONG OH BOY WAS IT A GOODIE! Not gonna lie it was top notch, I went through a rollercoaster of emotions watching it though.
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"Oh honey dearest..." his voice sings through the house as he comes in after you'd forced him to go grocery shopping whilst you worked.
"Did you get food?" You yell back from your place on the sofa- legs outstretched, upon them your laptop.
"Don't be mad..." His voice trials off, concerning you deeply. You roll your eyes as he enters the room holding a box covered in wrapping paper and a bow tied- let it be known that the paper was odd and untidy and the amount of tape could sigh down a plane but you knew that Scott was trying to be nice.
You raise your eyebrow; "for me?"
A mischievous grin grows on his face, he nods.
"I know your birthday isn't until next week but I couldn't help myself." He shoves the parcel into your arms, biting he lip anxiously.
"Go on," He nods once more, signalling approval. Your hands trace over the rough wrapping. Taking ahold of the bow you pull at it causing it to fall from around the box and onto your lap. You tear your way through the paper though it takes some time due to all the tape. Opening the box only reveals another box; this one equally as badly wrapped as the first.
"Really?" You say, trying to sound serious but struggling not to laugh.
"Keep going," he replied vaguely.
"Okay but I swear down if there's another box..."
"What you gonna do?"
"Squish you when you go small again."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Wanna bet?" You say you say, leaning close to his face and narrowing your eyes. Before you can react he pecks your lips softly-
"Just open it."
So you do- attacking the tape and clawing through layers of paper only to discover a box- smaller than the two before and most definitely wrapped the most violently.
"How much tape?!" You state, your tone joking and light.
"Hey I'm a superhero, I don't have to know how to wrap gifts- if I save the world that's good enough!"
You prepare for the hopefully the last unwrapping.
You're about to begin when you hesitate;
"Is it a dead mouse?"
"What?! No"
"A human poop,"
"Y/n, do you really think I'd do that to you?"
"Last year you egged me with Cassie and my cake was kale flavoured!"
He laughs, "that was a good day."
"If you hadn't of taken me out for dinner that night, i would have killed you."
"No you wouldn't have, you love me really."
"Hmmmm..." you reply.
"Ouch!" He pouts and makes puppy eyes.
"Only kidding," you ape your arms around his neck pulling him in and kissing his lips gently.
His deepens the kiss, his hand finding its way to your cheek- caressing it tenderly.
He pulls away precipitously-
"Open it."
You groan.
"I promise it's something good." He places one last kiss on your cheek before you unravel from him and start to rip through the last box.
Upon reaching the box it reveals a smaller fabric box.
You hold it delicately in your palms. Scoot open it to show a fragile necklace- the charm upon it an 's'.
You hold back a chuckle-
"Cute but wasn't this what happened in High School Musical?"
"Cassie helped me get you a present, but if you don't like it I can-"
"No, I love it. And I love you." He smiles, glad you like your gift-
"I love you, even if you're gonna be a pensioner next week."
"You're older than me!"
"I like to think that I'm a silver fox."
"You do, do you?"
"Aha, like Tony Stark but without the attitude."
"And the looks."
"Heyyy! You meanie."
You roll your eyes, "help me put this on why don't you?" You turn with your back toward him, holding out the necklace for him.
"I don't think you deserve my help after that last comment."
"Don't get you're knickers in a twist, you can't help that Tony Stark is better than you."
He huffs in return jokingly before fastening the necklace for you.
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