"It's a sunny day in the neighborhood-"

"Are you really singing a kids theme song?" I asked while watching him jump rope.

He laughed, throwing his head back "Why not?"

I shrugged, "I don't know, maybe because it's a kids show!" I exclaimed.

"Do you still watch Curious George and The Backyardigans?" He looked at me pointedly.

I gasped, placing my hand on my chest "That's different, those are classics."

He rolled his eyes and stopped jumping rope "Please, it's no different." He waved it off, wiping his forehead with his shirt.

I scoffed, "Whatever."

"Are you seriously mad over that?" He pulled my arm making me stand up.

"No." I pursed my lips. "Hey! Stop it, you're sweaty!" I yelped, running away from him as he went to hug me.

"Oh come on! It's just a little sweat!" He ran after me.

I laughed, "Not from the wet spot on your back!" I yelled.

Arms wrapped around me and spun me around. I squealed, gripping his arm. He set me down laughing his butt off. I kicked dirt at him and pouted. "Awe come on, it was a joke." He messed up my hair, before fixing it for me.

I smiled and kissed his cheek, "Now play nice."

"That's going to be hard." He smiled naughtily at me. I pushed his face to the side giggling.

It got quiet as we sat down and laid on the grass. I took a deep breath and soaked in the sun. I smelled fresh cut grass and heard bees buzzing around. I like the sound of nature. It's always been so lovely.

"I care about you." I turned my head to look at him to see he was already looking at me.

"I care about you too." I smiled.

"No." He shook his head. "I really care about you."

My smile slipped downward, "I know."

"No, you don't." I sat up and stared at him. He followed and stared back, "I really, really care about you. I would die for you."

"Why.. why are you telling me this?" I furrowed my brows while looking into his jade irises.

He gave me a small smile, "So you know."

I rubbed my forehead, "I already knew."

He chuckled, laying back down and putting his hands behind his head "I was just confirming."

I rolled my eyes and wrapped my arms around my legs, "I really, really care about you too."

"I know." He looked at me smugly.

I hit his leg, "Moron."

"I'm your moron." He sat up and threw his arm around my shoulders.

I nodded, "Sadly."

"Hey! That's mean!" He pulled away from me looking the other way.

"Awe, I love you." I kissed his ear and pulled him back to me.

"You better." He laughed from being ticklish on his ear. He hugged me and kissed the top of my head. I love it when he does that. It makes me feel like he's real and not someone I made up. I snuggled closer to him and started playing with his shirt, even if it was dirty. I still love this man to death, even covered in sweat and smelling like salt.

Edited : 2/10/2021

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