ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ ᴍᴀɴꜱɪᴏɴ

ᴀ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴏꜰ ᴀxʟ

The third day of your anniversary week is with Axl, and he has a little surprise for you. Smut included.

Wednesday was another exciting day for you, being Axl's day as he'd swapped with Stevie that week, you couldn't wait to see what he had in store for you too. You'd spent a good hour admiring the pretty ring they'd collectively bought for you before Axl had come into the living room to ask you to follow him to his bedroom, to which you immediately hopped up and happily trailed behind him.

You saw a box in the middle of his bed, noting the similarity to Duff and Steven's, and decided it must be what each of them had in store for you. You were more than happy to sit there and reminisce with them all, you loved spending time with them and every memory that came along with it.

"Happy anniversary, baby girl," Axl grinned as you both sat down, getting comfortable as he handed the box over to you so you could have a look through it.

"Happy anniversary, Ax," you murmured back, a bright smile on your face and excited gleam shining in your eyes.

You flipped open the lid of the dark wooden box, your smile increasing tenfold at the various photos scattered around inside of it. There were memories in there you hadn't thought about in months, some you hadn't even remembered happening.

Your eyes landed on one in particular, the pair of you looked a little...worse for wear. Your eyes were red from alcohol intoxication and your grins were goofy, and you were staring straight at each other mid-laugh instead of looking at the camera

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"You know what's kinda funny?" you giggled as you stumbled alongside Axl after a night of beer and dancing.

"What?" he grinned, his arm lazily thrown over your shoulder.

"You taste like...like vanilla, and you're the least vanilla person I know," he chuckled loudly at your comment, stopping for a moment to press a soft kiss to your lips.

"Thanks? You taste like peppermint, it's like I just swallowed some mouthwash," he nodded, eyes closing for a moment as he tried to sober himself up.

"Ha ha," you sarcastically laughed, beginning to walk again and pulling him with you.

"D'ya know what I've always wanted to do?"

"What?" you looked up at Axl with curious eyes.

"Swim in the sea."

"Axl, we went to the beach the other day," your head tilted in confusion as you replied.

"At night, dummy," he rolled his eyes, casting a brief glance over to the beach you were passing on your way home.

"I'll race you there," you announced, but gave him no actual time to prepare as you shot off towards the sand, laughing to yourself as you did so.

"Wait! That's not fair!" he yelled after you, desperately chasing so he wouldn't be beaten.

"I'm smaller, I get a head start!" you called back as you approached the water, you figured stripping would waste time you could've spent winning the race so you ran in fully dressed.

"Oh my god," you squealed at how cold the water was, your body freezing to look at him as he entered the sea too, although he didn't quite react the way you did.

"I win," you grinned as he approached you with an unamused expression, one you quickly wiped off of his lips when you captured them in another kiss.

"Duff's gonna kill us," he chuckled against your lips, imagining the reaction you'd both receive once you got home.

"Yeah, well, he's not even blonde," you pouted, making Axl's face contort in confusion.