8. Celebrating your birthday
Scott wanted to make sure everything went perfect for your birthday.
He watched at how your lips curled into a smile as you opened each present, Scott remember the little details of how you mentioned the products to him, you not thinking he remembered at all. You didn't remember them until you opened them, so why should he?
But he did, and you felt your heart warm at the thought.
The whole day was spent full of fun, Scotty not letting you do anything and getting up at your every request.
"What do you wanna do now, birthday girl?" Scott asked, hugging your shoulders.
"Oooo, can I go beat you at football?" You teased, getting up and heading toward the garden.
Scott laughed and followed you, "Yeah, in your dreams."
You scoffed, "Excuse me? I was the one who taught you all your moves."
"Yeah, yeah, bring it on."
**********After playing a 10 minute game, you won 5-2. Scott wasn't happy about it, as he laid on the grass head down. He was acting like he had just lost the champions league.
"Ha, ha," you laughed, going over to Scott, "Oh bring it on?! Yeah I did, and I owned ya."
He rolled over to face you, "Yeah, yeah, whatever."
You laughed again, heading over to the ball and kicking it in the net, Scott now getting up after his baby strop.
"Awww, is Scotty sad? Aww my baby," you giggled.
"I think I need a huggie," Scott grinned, hugging you tightly, then pushing you to the floor with him.
"Scott!" You shrieked, holding onto him.
"Aw, do you think imma let my baby fall?" He asked, kissing you deeply, "Never."
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