evangeline
April 20th, 2019
i woke up in the arms of my boyfriend on the couch
after we finished cake last night, we put on barbie movies until we fell asleep
as i go to get up, shawn's arms tighten around my waist
i laugh
" i have to get up, shawn " i say turning towards him
" no " he mumbles, eyes still closed
" yes, i have to make breakfast " i say and his hold on me gets tighter
" you're definitely not making breakfast at your birthday sleepover, babe " he tells me
" oh my shit! " he exclaims, siting up
" i forgot to give you your birthday present last night! "
he jumps off the couch and runs into the guest room, careful of the people sleeping on the floor
he comes back out with a box, wrapped in pastel purple paper
" why did you get me a gift " i pout and he laughs, handing it to me
" because i wanted to " he says, sitting next to me on the couch
i climb into his lap, and sit with my back against his chest as i begin to unwrap the gift
shawn rests his chin on my shoulder, and wraps his arms around my waist
" i'm gonna kill you " i frown as i see the word 'bloch' in gold lettering on the small black box
shawn laughs
i open the box, revealing new pointe shoes that i need, and they were the synthesis ones i've been dying for
" happy birthday baby " shawn presses a kiss to my cheek
" shawn i'm really gonna kill you " i whimper, turning around in his lap and hugging him tightly
he laughs, kissing my head
" did arabella help you with this? " i pout and he laughs, tucking some hair behind me ear
" she told me what pointe shoes you wanted and what shoe you wanted, yes " he told me and laughed as i frowned up at him
" i knew you needed them, baby "
" and you also know i hate pointe "
" and i know that you know that i know that dance makes you happy, honey. pointe is a part of that " he tells me and i pout
" stop being so smart " i look up at him and he laughs, leaning down and pecking my lips a few times
~
multiple hours later, everyone left my apartment besides shawn and i, and we were currently playing just dance
" this isn't fair! you're a dancer! " shawn complains while i kick his ass
" it's not my fault you don't know how to dance, honey " i smirk, giggling
before my brain can even process what's going on, i'm throw over shawn's shoulder
" put me down you butthead! " i exclaim, hitting his back as he walks around my apartment
" butthead? really, evangeline? " shawn laughs, as i get an upside-down view of my room
" you've got a nice ass " i giggle, before i'm lifted from his shoulder and throw onto my bed
shawn immediately climbs over me, and his hands begin to tickle my sides
" shawn! shawn, stop! " i exclaim through giggles
" say sorry " he says and i shake my head
" evangeline arlo doesn't give in " i squint my eyes at him
he smirks, sighing
" okay, then " he huffs, continuing to tickle me
" okay okay i'm sorry! " i say after five minutes of pure torture
" thank you " he huffs, getting off of me and laying next to me
" that's all i wanted to hear "
