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   It wasn't until she asked nicely that he conceded,  because he would always see her and give her the gift he'd gotten for her.  He opened it carefully,  picking up the hoodie and unfolding it to take a proper look—  a smile settling on his face.  "Aw,  I love it.  Thank you,  sweetheart."  He put an arm around her shoulders and tugged her close,  kissing the top of her head with a slow and meaningful movement.  

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            "Definitely," she smiled right back to him, placing the box on the table right in front of him, then stepping closer to rest a hand on his shoulder — encouraging him to open it with a nod towards the box. "Please," she began, a sincere look in her eyes. "Don't worry, my darling."
            
            Inside the box, there was a Fahrenheit 451 themed hoodie: it had an open book and a lit up match, illuminating it, rather than burning the pages. Under the image, a quote from the book: 'Maybe the books can get us half out of the cave'.

  "... Are you sure?"  Jack raised an eyebrow at her,  finding himself smiling at her before he even realised he was doing it at all-  even when he did,  though,  it wasn't like it was a bad thing.  That's his girlfriend!  "I didn't bring your gift.  That don't feel very fair." 

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            She smiled at his affectionate gesture — such a gentleman, her boyfriend! —, then did as he requested of her, stepping to the side so he could move the ladder out of the way. "Yes, sure," her smile only seemed to grow impossibly wider at that, nodding to him. "Wonderful idea," she would be indeed looking forward to it! But he knew it so. Gosh, her excitement was so easy to read, wasn't it? She didn't mind it, though. The holidays are still quite magical to her, she really threw herself into it. "Here, let me assist you — high chances I'll end up tangled on the lights myself, but!" she laughed, trying to find one of the ends to help him untangling it.

   He brought her hand up to press a kiss to her knuckles and gesture for her to stand to the side so he could move the ladder across and out of the way.  "Doors first?  We'll leave yer favorite part 'til last so we can look forward to it."  He offered with a raised eyebrow,  going to pick up the lights from the box and untangling them carefully. 

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            She only looked away from it to meet his gaze — and when she did, her eyes seemed to mirror right back to him all the love she saw in them. Kate idly reached out for his hand, holding it gently — her energy very similar of that of a child in Christmas, full of hopes and dreams and an unwavering optimism. "Awesome! Let's go!"