It was a lovely Saturday afternoon and you were walking to your boyfriend Tim's house, who had asked you to come and help him with his garden. Tim was always such a serious fellow and it was hard for you to make him show any emotion other than being serious or slightly interested. So you took this chance and accepted his offer, secretly planning your move.
Seeing his house only a few houses down, you started to quicken your pace. You hadn't realized that you started jogging and ended up at his front door within seconds. You chuckled, shaking your head lightly. “Well, that's one way to walk.” Shrugging it off, you proceeded to knock on his dark green door three times. You waited patiently for your boyfriend to answer it. It took him a while, since you were lost in your own thoughts, singing a song out loud that was stuck in your head for quite some time. Mindlessly singing the lyrics out loud you didn't notice Tim had already opened the door and was staring at you.
“[Name]...” His deep husky voice brought you back to your surroundings. “Are you going to come inside or are you going to stay out here and sing to the whole neighborhood?” His features showing no expression as asked. “Uh...yeah.” You nervously laughed while quickly going inside, a little embarrassed for what you had done in front of him. You then stopped in your tracks, looking at his back. Tim noticed you weren't following him and stopped to turn around and look at you. “What is it now?” His blank green eyes stared at your (e/c) ones. “Oh, I don't know.” You sarcastically started. “Maybe a 'Hey, babe. How are you?' and a kiss would be good when your girlfriend comes over, no?” You smiled innocently while crossing your arms waiting for a response.
He sighed heavily, holding the bridge of his nose like he was somewhat annoyed at your behavior. Tim knew he wasn't going to get out of this situation so it was pointless for him to talk about it. Walking up to you, he lowered himself to your eye level and stared intently at your eyes. “Hey babe. How are you?” Grabbing the back of your neck softly, he latched his lips onto yours, you were kind of surprised he complied, but didn't complain since you kissed him back. He pulled away, the corners of his mouth forming into a small smirk. “How was that?” You licked your bottom lip. “Not bad.” You nodded your head in approval as he shook his head a little, small chuckles escaping his lips.
As he started walking toward the direction of the backyard, your mind started wandering off once again. 'Daaammnn. Tim should definitely do that more often. Shit, I wouldn't mind if he did more than kissing.' You smirked, clearly having thoughts of Tim doing unspeakable things to you. Your thoughts were interrupted when you accidentally ran into Tim's back, making you fall to the tiled floor in the process. “You should really get your head out of the clouds [Name]. What were you thinking about this time?” Hearing him nonchalantly say as he extended a hand for you to grab. “For your information I was thinking of you and I.” You grabbed his hand, he pulled you back to your feet making you press your chest against his. “Together. Alone. Naked.” Whispering the last part just to tease him. For someone who didn't show much emotion, Tim was struggling not to attack you roughly with kisses, which showed with his slight redden face and not so calm demeanor. You walked away with a grin, feeling accomplished that you made him show some emotion.
Heading to the back backyard, you saw the beautiful garden before you. You were in awe. It had to be one of the best gardens you had ever seen in your entire life. All the colors shining brightly from the sun, it was like a full blown rainbow of flowers. “Oh, my God. Tim this is beautiful. I just...Oh, my God.” You ran over to the many flowers he had grown. They were so pretty it made you want to pluck them all out and take them home. “[Name], we have to cut the Tulips.” His finger pointed to the left where the Tulips stood proudly. “Huh? Oh...Okay!” You enthusiastically walked over to his side and squatted next to him.
Tim handed you some gloves and scissors to cut the stems. As you were cutting the stem of each beautiful colored Tulip, you were stealing glances at Tim from time to time. Turning your head to look at him one last time your eyes widened. Tim, the man who barely showed any emotions or even cared something other than money, was smiling. 'Oh, my God...That's too fucking cute! Oh, baby Jesus I need to take a picture before I lose this precious moment!' Quickly taking your right glove off and grabbing your phone from your left pocket, you sneakily took the picture, but what you forgot to do was turn off the sound of the camera. Of course, Tim heard it.
Turning his head in your direction with wide surprised green eyes, he looked at you, then at your phone. “Please tell me you didn't just take a picture of me while cutting the Tulips?” He said, sighing heavily. “Maybe. But I mean come on! My awesome, handsome, amazing, good looking, sexy boyfriend is smiling while cutting beautiful Tulips. Who wouldn't want to take a picture of you?” You grinned at him, only for him to turn away from you, not uttering a single word.
Your face fell. 'Is he mad at me?' You didn't really know what to say so you just started apologizing. “I-I'm sorry Tim. I-I can delete the photo if you want me to.” You suggested, trying to get his attention. “Don't. It's fine. Just keep it, but don't show it to anyone, okay?” You looked at him in disbelief, he was blushing while avoiding your gaze. You bit your lip. “So cute!” You jumped on him, knocking both of you to the soft ground, crashing your lips onto him contently. He smiled softly as he pressed his lips on yours a littler harder.
Pulling away with a smirked, you whispered into his ear. “We should really head to the bedroom before anything interesting happens.” He smirked. Tim got up and picked you up bridal style, heading inside the house. He leaned into your ear while walking, his breath tickling your skin. “Definitely. Besides, weren't you the one thinking of us. Naked. Together.” Now it was your turn to blush. “Yes, I did, but what about the Tulips? Aren't we suppose to cut them and send them somewhere?”
He chuckled. “[Name]....after I'm done with you, you're gonna hardly remember why you even came here in the first place.” Tim whispered to you one more time before heading up stairs.