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    Rather Fantastic Christmas Tree (One Shot)

                    I laid back down on top of her and she did her best to get her legs wrapped around my waist but she couldn’t move that well. I chuckled as I kissed her forehead softly. I started to get up to at least find a blanket but her arms tightened and she pulled me back down, shifting so that we were both more comfortable.

                    “Don’t leave me,” She husked out, sounding desperate. I felt my eyebrows contract in worry as I sat up slightly and brushed her hair out of her eyes.

                    “I’ll never leave you,” I let out in a whisper, caressing her face in a soothing way. She glanced towards the tree and pointed at a small box. It was wrapped roughly in gold paper with a green bow, and I smiled as I realized that she had done it herself.
                    “Go get that one.” She instructed, but pulled me back down when I tried to get up. I laughed and leaned down to kiss her, brushing her hair back again.

                    “I’ll only be gone a second babydoll,” I promised, making her frown.

                    “Half a second.”

                    “Half a second,” I conceded, smiling slightly as she let me go. I got up and quickly grabbed the box, bringing it back and settling on top of her again.

                    “I was going to wait for Christmas, but I can’t take waiting anymore.” She stared at me expectantly and I looked back, confused. “Well open it,” She laughed, making me smile and rip the paper off. I stopped short when I realized that it was a small, black velvet box and my breath caught in my throat. I looked down and Ashley was grinning slightly. “Marry me, Spencer. I was going to have a fancy speech but I kind of suck at those and I –“ I cut her off with a kiss, grabbing her face and doing my best to put every single emotion I was feeling at that moment into it. When I pulled away she looked a bit starry eyed and I grinned as I sat up and flipped open the lid of the box and gasped; it was beautiful. A white gold band with a single diamond, that wasn’t too big. Ashley knew that I wasn’t a fan of gaudy rings so this one was perfect. She had regained her senses by this point and had sat up on her elbows, smiling as I slipped the ring onto my finger. “I didn’t mean for it to be like this but-“

                    “Shh,” I interrupted, smiling and putting my finger over her moving lips. “This is perfect.” She smiled and moved my finger out of the way, leaning up to kiss me again. “I love you,” I whispered out when we pulled away.

                    “I love you more,” She grinned, making me groan. We could go back and forth like that for hours.

                    “I’m only letting you win because I’m too tired to do anything about it,” I pouted, making her laugh as she pulled me back down on top of her, entwining our fingers.

                    “That’s a rather fantastic Christmas Tree,” She said, making me smile.

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