Congratulations GB Patch gang for reaching your funding goal on Kickstarter 🎉✨!! Here's a little drawing mc made to remember the great time they had at the secret place 🍁🍂.
- Cove is clingy, can you blame him though? When the MC spoils him with love and attention. Plus he's a morning boy. So, some mornings you two will be cuddling on the couch, soft blanket and all. He'lll make a small squeek sound when sleepy Baxter gets up and wraps his arms around you too.
Cove: "Nooo it's mine and MC's cuddle time!"
Derek hype: "Did I hear cuddle time?!"
Baxter sleepy: "Comfyyy."
- Cove will never admit it outloud, but you were right... Morning Baxter is cute.
- Baxter and you check out the boys when they're working out. Cove surfing and brushing his bangs back. Derek lifting weights and coming back from a jog. You whistle low, and Baxter lowers his sunglasses.
- Either Cove or Derek will cook breakfast. But Baxter goes all out for dinner. He'll leave the desserts to you though, if you'd like. He still can't look at a cupcake straight.
Cove teary-eyed: "Baxter! T-his is amazing!!" *Gobble sounds*
Derek: "Wow! You really outdid yourself!"
Baxter wearing an apron: "You're too kind. MC helped me as well, it wouldn't have turned out as lovely without them."
- Interestingly, Derek learns a lot from Baxter about handling work dinners/gatherings. Mr. and Mrs. Ward took their son to more of these events than he would've liked, but he certainly got skilled at them.
Baxter: "See the older folks love golf. Sharpen your skills, invite them to a game, oops looks like they're winning, and the business deal is as good as done."
Derek hand on chin: "Interesting...how do they feel about football?"
- The four of you go bowling together. Baxter is getting better. Cove is pretty good. Derek is impressive. But let's be honest, you could be an unstoppable bowler all on your own.
Cove, Derek, & Baxter at MC: "All hail the Bowling Master!"
- Derek and Baxter both compliment the other's manners. They hold doors for others, keep their elbows off the table, are excellent guests. While Cove, well... Cove still wipes his hands on his pants.
- Derek gives the best massages. Cove gives excellent hugs. Baxter gives the most gentlemanly hand kisses.
-Pillow fights. Oh boy they're fun! Cove is hesitant at first, but gets into it after a bit. He's decent fighter and good wall to hide behind, you've learned. Derek is a force to be reckoned with. He's the most gentle with you, but the other boys better run. He grew up with two brothers, he knows his way around this rodeo. Baxter, although a little rusty, knows more than you would've thought! He's very good at sneak attacks and dodging!
- Cuddling after a long day: all of them won't hesitate to big spoon you if you ask, but they love being your little spoon! They're all your little softies at the end of the day. ❤️
I was pleasantly surprised to learn that Baxter learns to cook in Step 4 :D! Not to mention, that GB Patch said he may be the best cook out of the 3 bachelors. So, I couldn't resist making a drawing of such.
Honestly, I struggled with this one, choosing a color palette for instance. I wanted a limited palette, and eventually I had the most fun with pinks. Hope you like Baxter and his fish dinner, bon appetite!
Sharing my little character for Our Life 2, he's a teen here. He's charismatic, got a big appetite, and musical! This blog is actually named after him, Milo Marigold ✨
His favorite color is gold and enjoys playing electric guitar the most. Unfortunately, he acts before thinking, getting into trouble! >:v
I'm still learning how to make digital art, I'm so used to traditional, but I had fun making this! Learned a lot too (；´∀｀). Below in my in-game chibi, I love the new heterochromia option they added. So pretty!
You watched impressed as Baxter climbed over the fence with as much grace as someone who steams and presses their suits would.
"FUck!" And unceremoniously land his ass on the ground. At least he made it to the other side.
You would've loved to have barreled over with laughter, but the lake was closed and you were definitely not supposed to be there. Instead, you muffled your hysterics into the towels you'd been holding. You'd quickly grabbed them and a few other supplies for your break in, since you'd been so close to the lodge before. Then you'd both made your way back to the lake and were now breaking in.
"B-baxter," you wiped a tear trying to calm your giggles "are you alright?"
"Erase that from your memory." He got up dusting himself off. Trying to regain his air of elegance with a winning smile that looked silly with his disheveled hair.
You tossed him the towels, he caught them and hung them over his bag neatly. "Are you kidding? I'm telling this story to our children, and our children's children, and my hairdresser, and-" You made your way over the fence.
"Alright, alright. How about this," he negotiated "you can tell one person.” One of his slender fingers raised.
You landed steady on your feet and booped it with your own pointer finger. "Deal. I'm telling Terry." You smirked.
"I can live with that.” He brushed his bangs back into place.
You helped him. Then brushed any lingering dust off his shoulders, meeting his brown eyes with your soft ones "Really though, you're not hurt?" You looked him over for any sign of pain or injury.
"You're too kind," he calmed "but don't worry I'll live." He took your hand, and started leading you towards the lake.
"Alright, if you start feeling any pain let me know." You squeezed his hand back.
After making sure he was okay, you both snuck your way past rangers doing their patrol. You used the forest around the lake for cover.
"We're almost there." He whispered.
All of a sudden, Baxter pulled you towards him and behind a tree. Dodging the fiery beam of a flashlight. He'd kabedoned you! You felt the warmth of his chest and looked at the arm beside you. He'd gotten more robust than he was at 19. Something about his sharp eyes as he waited for the moment of danger to pass was...hot. "Damn."
At the sound of your whisper, he finally looked back at you. Noticing the position you were in made his eyes glint. With his other hand he held a finger to his lips 'shush' and smirked dangerously. He placed his knee between your legs. You would've done a Cove-like squeak if he hadn't hushed you with a hand over your mouth, "Is this alright?" His husky voice was for your ears only, it sent a shiver down your spine. You nodded.
He pulled back slightly to look at you. Then grinned with lidded eyes and cocked his head to the side. He enjoyed making you flustered. He ate it up.
The arm that wasn't resting against the tree, took both your wrists and held them above your head. Firmly, but loose enough that you could pull them away if you wanted. His nose brushed against yours, you would've begged for a kiss from how his eyes cut you like a knife. He denied you however, and instead went to your neck. "How impatient, we haven't even gotten to the lake yet." He chuckled and you almost buckled then and there. He left a trail of kisses down to your collarbone. Leaving one longer kiss where it dips.
It was over all too soon, cold night air filled the space between you as he stepped away. You looked around for the ranger, but they were long gone. Your dark haired boyfriend had taken a few steps ahead and looked behind his shoulder with a smug grin, “Are you coming?” You almost tripped over your own feet and followed behind.
He’d lead you to a clearing, where the lake stretched out towards the mountains. Aspen and pine trees grew around the lake. The water glimmered beneath the starry sky, you thought you could never get tired of the view. Maybe that’s why Baxter kept coming back. The Rockies were truly something else.
“It’s incredible isn’t it?” You turned your head away from the view to find Baxter Ward had stripped down to his fall themed underwear and his button down shirt open. He brushed his bangs back.
“You’re the one who’s incredible.” You chuckled and followed his lead, stripping down as far as you felt comfortable.
“Why thank you.” he was unfazed and walked over to a flat rock that led into the water. “Now, you should know, the trick to skinny dipping is to jump straight in.” His back was faced towards you as he let the button down flutter down his back and onto the cool rock. He really had gotten more toned over the years. He looked so pretty in the moonlight. The last thing you saw was a mischievous wink and leafy shorts being thrown into the wind, before he jumped into the water!
A wise man once said, in for a penny in for a pound. So you followed behind and did your own fun dive into the lake. However, you quickly realized how freezing the water was! You almost jumped back out.
“It’s freezing!” You exclaimed, bring up your hands to warm your arms.
“Yes, it’s the worst isn’t it?” Despite his words he was smiling like an idiot, he was enjoying this.
“You told me to jump in!”
“Did I?”
“Baxter Alexander Ward! You little-” You swam after him splashing water at him.
“Wait hold on- Ah!” He started swimming away from your pursuit, but it was too late.
Thus, a water splashing fight ensued between you two. It wasn’t long until you were both laughing, forgetting all about the rangers that might come across two fools in love. When the trickster splashed a particularly tall wall of water, you ducked under the water for a surprise attack. His chuckles quieted down when you vanished. You could hear him calling your name as you snuck up behind him.
“Boo!” You wrapped your arms around his torso, hugging his back.
“Aaah! Oh- it's you.” He’d tensed up at first, but gradually got comfortable in your arms. Both your giggles settled down, content to bask in each other's warmth.
Baxter rested his head on your shoulder, observing the sky above you. You looked up too, it was a brilliant ocean of stars. They twinkled at you as if to say ‘hello’. When you looked back down, you admired the way the light glimmered against your lover's collarbone, his eyes and even his hair. Despite the low light you could still spot the gray in his hair. Maybe now would be the time to tell him…
“Baxter?” you said quietly, entranced by the moment. He offered a serene ‘Hm?’ in response.
I think your black hair looks beautiful, but you know… I think your gray hair is pretty great too.” You gave said hair a peck.
He was quiet for a moment, picking his words leisurely “I…I’d been so excited for our trip together these past few weeks. I hadn’t even noticed. Does it look alright?” He sounded almost shy.
You answered in the most loving and reassuring tone you could, you adored his natural hair color just as much as the darker one, “It’s absolutely charming.”
Content and with a small blush on his cheeks he directed his gaze towards you. When your eyes met, you could only see him. The stars, the trees, the water seemed to fade away. Your heart felt warm and light.
“I love you.” He had stars in his eyes and you couldn’t look away. You could feel every beat of your heart. You wished time would stop. So you could hold him here forever, floating blissfully in your arms. As your faces drew closer, you whispered a promise back “I love you too.” you sealed it with a kiss.
Another moment passed, but eventually the water was truly too chilly.
So, you both waded to the shore grabbing the fluffy towels and drying off. You were pulling your last article of clothing on, when you heard twigs snapping. You grasp Baxter’s wrist, silently alerting him about the noise. He’d already been looking in that direction, ever observant.
“Eh? Is someone out there?” The same old ranger from earlier started to stalk into view. In an instant Baxter swiped the last of your things, took your hand and met your eyes. Run!
You were back in the brush. Your speed kicked up more when the old ranger yelled behind you “Hey! You crazy juveniles get back here!” He chased after you. It was a marvel how he managed to keep his large trousers in place while running. Baxter leads you through the flurry of trees. You could hear the air brushing past your ears, your heart pounded, eyes wide. Flashlight beams of other rangers were scattered throughout. You managed to narrowly dodge one. It was exhilarating!
“CoDe HAnKY PAnKY!!” The old ranger alerted the others around him. Your heart almost dropped when multiple flashlights started to move all around the forest. More footsteps started to run towards your direction.
“This way!” Baxter called out. He took multiple turns trying to get the rangers off your tail. He made sure to look towards you. Ensuring you were right beside him. You were keeping pace, until your foot caught on a root.
You let out a sound of surprise. Things slowed down as the ground got closer and closer. You were falling. You closed your eyes expecting the impact. Arms outstretched.
But the fall never came.
A warm arm caught you by your waist. Baxter quick dancer reflexes had come in handy. For a moment it was like you were both back at Baxster’s work building. Back at the dance hall. And he’d dipped you as the song came to its end.
“I got you.” He reassured and helped you upright. “Are you alright?”
You nodded, still amazed “thanks B-man.” Out of the corner of your eye a beam of light flashed rapidly towards Baxter, but you were quicker. You pulled him out the way. Baxter wasn’t the only one quick on his feet.
You took his hand this time and resumed your escape, as you did, you got a glimpse of his expression. He was impressed, “You're incredible!” You couldn’t help but let out a short chuckle, being more aware of the roots along the path.
Finally, you reached the fence that enclosed the lake area. Neither of you wasted any time and got to climbing “ThEy’Re GEttIn AwAY!!” The old ranger hollered. The footsteps were dangerously close. When you reached the topmost part of the fence you looked back for a second and saw multiple Stetson hats heading your way. Flashlights shining chaotically. The sight reminded you of the Looney Toons chase scenes you’d watch as a child. You climbed down the other side of the fence and landed just after Pepe Le Pew.
“GOsh frICkin DAnGit!!!” The old ranger yelled, tossing his hat down in defeat. You’d successfully escaped!
You both ran off towards the lodge, not risking slowing down. “We made it Pepe Le Pew!” You watched amused as Baxter’s eyes went wide at the callback, before snorting and laughing along with you. And just like that you both ran off into the night. Shenanigans successfully accomplished. It was certainly another trip you’d never forget.
You couldn't believe you were going back to the Rocky Mountains. The fancy mountain lodge you'd stayed in 5 years ago coming into view after a worthwhile scenic drive. Fir, pine and aspen trees as far as the eye could see! What was most surprising is that the same neighbor from so long ago was accompanying you, Mr. Baxter Ward. You turned away from the green forest beyond the car window and towards him.
Did he always look so handsome driving? One hand on the steering wheel at 6 o'clock, his right arm resting on the door ledge. A steady gaze on the road ahead he knew by heart. Warm summer light making him glow and an easy tranquil grin. From your thorough observations, you also noticed gray.
Ever since you two had started dating, you couldn't help but notice this small detail that'd made a younger Baxter so restless. Baxter's hair wasn't naturally black, it was more of a gray. He'd started dying it meticulously when he was 14, bothered that it wasn't exactly black. An "imperfection" he couldn't afford others to notice. So, it surprised you that it seemed he hadn't noticed his natural color resurfacing. It was only about an inch of gray, but that was still more than you'd ever seen from the ever careful Baxter Ward.
Or perhaps he had noticed, but he longer saw it as such a flaw. Perhaps, he felt more secure in showing you this vulnerable side of himself? You hoped so, you thought, smiling secretly to yourself.
"See something you like?" Hm, or perhaps it wasn't so secret. Baxter smirked roguishly at your reaction.
You attempted to recover however, "I can't help it, you look so handsome while you drive!" You said honestly and beamed a smile of your own.
Your bluntness had him chuckling. "Well, I wish I could indulge you longer, but I wouldn't know how to explain to the front desk why we were late for check-in."
"It was a matter of great importance!" You joked and reached for your seat belt once Baxter had stopped the car. He shook his head at your antics but had the softest look in his eyes. The two of you retrieved your luggage and made your way to the log hotel.
You may have been here before, but the familiar grandeur still managed to impress you as the hefty door closed behind you. The inviting hearth of the fireplace, the elegant red rug, stone walls and rustic furniture was still the same with only a few refreshing renovations.
The check-in went smoothly. You both settled into your room/s and ordered room service for dinner. The food was so divine you couldn't resist sending Liz a picture. Baxter came out in frame and you asked him to hold out a piece sign. He did. To which she responded, "Look at you living the high life, with your gentleman suitor!" She also sent you a picture of her having dinner with college friends. You smiled and showed your suitor.
The sky had darked significantly by the time you both finished dinner. So, your food comas suggested you head to bed. The drive had tired you out more than you thought, so you could imagine how tuckered Baxter must be. "Good night," Baxter held the back of your head and pressed a kiss to your forehead, "sleep tight." You were sure you would.
The next day, the two of you walked into the small town for a late breakfast. Afterwards, you both explored the shopping area. While looking at trinkets and souvenirs, you got some gifts for Cove, Terry, and Miranda. "Are you getting something for Xavier?" You looked over his shoulder as he compared several pins.
"Perhaps." he settled on a 4 pack of pastel pins with pictures of the rocky mountains "Yes, these will do." Although he was doing something nice for a friend, his tone resembled a villain picking a poison for their nemesis. Oh, Baxter...
Souvenirs in hand the two of you made your way out and stumbled upon a street performer with a sizable crowd. The Great Who Dini was performing a magic show! You held Baxter's hand and excitedly led him to the front of the crowd. You both watched as he shook his hat, but nothing came out. It was empty, or so the audience thought! The Great Who Dini reached in and pulled out a flurry of petals! You marveled as the petals fluttered around you. Baxter chuckled and clapped along with the crowd, "How delightful!"
The magician bowed with a flourish of his purple cape and a twist of his mustache. You were distracted from the show, however, when you felt your lover remove a petal from your head. Tilting his head to the side with a placid smile. A thought came to you, "You know, The Great Who Dini kinda reminds me of you."
"Because I'm mysterious?" He played with a flip of his wrist.
"Nope, because you're both dramatic!" you quipped with finger guns.
He gaped, a slender hand lifting to his heart as if he'd been shot. Alas, all it did was prove your point.
After the performance, you both made your way towards the lodge. Along the way, was a fork in the road with a sign pointing in different directions. One pointed towards the lake. "If you're not too tired, would you like to take a detour? The lake looks wonderful as the sun sets."
You didn't have an objection to that in fact, especially when there was an ice cream vendor along that path! Baxter paid for both of you. It was delightful to see Baxter choose another comical treat, this time he'd picked one that resembled a blue hedgehog.
Baxter sold it short when he said the lake looked wonderful. It was such a marvel you almost dropped your ice cream! Shades of orange, purple and pink reflected off the glittering water. Best of your boyfriend was in the picture, in more ways than one. That's right, it was the perfect picture opportunity!! You put your arm around his shoulder and prompted him towards your camera. You both smiled lightheartedly. Click!
"It's perfect." He said smiling boyishly at the picture. Then you both took a seat on the dock's edge to finish what remained of your frozen desserts. You gently leaned against him and he did the same. It really was perfect. A comfortable silence followed, until Baxter said something that surprised you. "Seeing the water really makes me want to take a dip."
"The elusive Baxter Ward swimming in a body of water?? Unheard of!"
"It's the uncertain depths of the ocean that frightens me, at least here I can see the bottom." Baxter justified amused. He was right, the pebbles glittered beneath the water.
"I'm just teasing, I'd never actually fault you for being afraid of the ocean. I'm actually proud of you for giving it a chance." You added sincerely, giving his side a hug.
Baxter turned towards you, with an easy gaze, "Thank you,. Honestly, I don't think I would've tried it without you."
It was then that you noticed the ice cream on the corner of his lips. Sensibly, you used your thumb to gently swipe it and try the treat yourself. Nom. "Mm, cherry?"
Baxter watched you, eyes wide. A touch of pink on his marshmallow cheeks. Then his confidence kicked back in, "Yes excellent guess, but there's a second flavor. Care to find out what it is?" You look down at the bit of ice cream that remained on the popsicle stick, and surveyed as he swiftly took it into his mouth. Canine easily dragging the cool treat in. Did he mean to drag the popsicle stick out slowly? Absolutely.
You blushed. However, you liked to think of yourself as a bit of a detective and you couldn't leave this mystery unsolved. You leaned closer, "Yeah, I do." He grinned, eyes lidded and met you halfway. Behaving while you trailed your hand along his jaw and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. He leaned into it eagerly. You noticed his cologne as you kissed him. It was floral, you loved it and lightly bit at his bottom lip. He gladly gave you permission to deepen the kiss. Now what could the second flavor be? He tasted tarte, but sweet.
While you put your detective skills to work, the sneaky dark haired man snaked his arms around your waist. He pulled you against his chest securely. You let out a content noise, wrapping one arm on his shoulders and a hand on his nape. This was a tough mystery, who knew how long the investigation would have to go?
You couldn't help tugging playfully at his hair. Baxter started to groan softly and gently pull at your shirt. Ah, you had it! The second flavor was raspberry! You should let him know you figured it out. Suddenly, you felt yourself moving, Baxter was pulling you onto his lap. Letting him guide your body, you confirmed his lap was better than any chair you’ve ever sat on. His dancer legs could never disappoint. You’d let him know you’d figured out the second flavor later.
Pulling back to take a breath, you started trailing kisses along his jawline. Humming happily he tilted his head back for you. Leaving another smooch behind his ear, you were one kiss away from his iconic beauty mark. His hand traveled down to your thigh- when a strange light flashed across your vision. Strange.
"Hey! You crazy kids, didn't ya read the sign??" The two of you parted startled by the sudden voice calling out to you. An old forest ranger stood holding a menacing flashlight. "No shenanigans allowed!!!"
The two of you looked at each other confused, before Baxter asked the ranger "Pardon? Oh...I see" Both of them directed you to a sign a little bit away that indeed read ‘No Shenanigans!’ in bold red paint. You couldn't believe your eyes and let out a snort of air.
"What?? Do you think this is funny?" Asked the ranger aghast. "Do you know how many juveniles come round here, lighting up fireworks, smoochin’, and causin’ havoc?! Begone, it's past open hours anyways!" It was hard to take the old ranger seriously when he was wearing spectacles and trousers many sizes too big, but neither of you could bear to tell him ‘no' either.
Fixing his hair into place, Baxter cooled "Do excuse us, we hadn’t noticed the time. We didn’t mean to cause trouble. Especially at such a well cared for area such as this. You must be very dedicated to keep the place so gorgeous.” He got to his feet and offered you a hand.
Your lover knew how to charm his way around an older crowd. The old ranger stood taller, flattered "That's right, gotta do my job! People be crazy round these parts, skinny dipping and the such."
"Oh don't worry we wouldn't dare do something so audacious." Baxter assured, straightening his button down shirt.
Your head tilted to the side surprised and asked “People skinny dip around here?” your boyfriend fixed your top to its proper place as well.
The ranger answered, "Yes, that's right! You wouldn’t believe the gall of some youths!” one hand pushed his giant spectacles up his round nose.
Baxter picked up your things and took your hand into his, “We'd wouldn't dare make your job harder, keeping the forest safe is no easy task. That said, we should get going, it's almost our curfew." You knew he was joking, but the ranger didn’t catch that. You both waved innocently goodbye at the ranger who cracked a smile and waved back, “Goodnight, y'all get back safe! …maybe those youngins ain't so bad.” He grumbled, and you left the lake, heading back to the lodge.
When you were far enough away Baxter started holding back snickers, fox eyes glittering in the moonlight. You had to ask "Baxter?"
"Darling, we wouldn't dare skinny dip right?" He flashed a wolfish grin at you. Oh you loved it when he was mischievous! You smirked, encouraging him to continue. "And get caught~" He finished.
"Baxter Alexander Ward, you little devil!!" You gawked nudging his shoulder playfully. Both your laughter rang like bells into the night sky. When you settled, just about reaching the lodge you gave him your answer "Well partner in crime, we better start planning our great escapade."
Your dramatic man looked at you, dead impressed! He hadn't actually expected you to want to go skinny dipping. With a swipe of his dark bangs, he leveled you with a look you'd only ever seen in movies when the villain is planning something evil. "Let us start some shenanigans."
In the GB Patch patreon we liked to joke about this silly little man, making us feel silly little feelings, and wanting to punch his silly little face!
🍁 Being a wedding planner is no easy feat! From planning bigger details like the wedding theme to smaller details like stainless steel or wooden cutlery. That's where Baxter's diligence, organization, and flexibility (📏) comes in handy!
🍁 However, planning such grand events also means our Victorian emo boy tends to skips out on lunch to get more work done. Especially during bigger assignments!
🍁 Since you know he usually only has a black coffee in the morning, you decide to suggest you both get lunch breaks together! It takes a bit of convincing, he wouldn't want to inconvenience you, but in the end he can't resist a chance to spend more time with his charming MC~
Baxter: "You're worried about me skipping meals? Well, my schedule can get hectic. Are you sure it wouldn't trouble you? I wouldn't want to get in the way of what you have to do… Although I'll admit, a chance to see your charming self sounds lovely. Alright then, having lunch dates sounds excellent~"
🍁 His lunch breaks are an hour long. Before your lunch dates he usually didn't use the full time (only the required 30 min) because…
Baxter: (on the phone) "What do you mean the tablecloths are cotton and not linen?? Linda, stay put, I'm on my way."
However, he does try to remain the whole hour with you when your lunch dates begin. He adjusts letting the wedding couple know he will be gone for an hour, but as soon as the break is over they'll have his undivided attention.
🍁 It takes a bit of getting used to at the beginning. He can't help but check his phone when notifications come in, for example. As long as it's not an emergency, you gently remind him it's his time and to enjoy the snack in front of him.
Baxter: "But darling, you're the whole damn meal~"
🍁 He prefers to eat out rather than stay in the office. To avoid co-workers asking questions that lead to him helping to find that one file, and answer that call, oh and he has to call this one place-
🍁 He quickly comes to look forward to your little lunch dates. Seeing how passionately you talk about your interests and the smile on your face when you eat your favorite snack has him smitten!!
🍁 You guys are gossip buddies. Neither of you share anything hurtful, but you two also can't help talking about the shenanigans that go on at your respective workplaces.
Baxter: "One morning Michael came in complaining about a speed bump on the highway…I ponder who he ran over." (Sips coffee casually)
🍁 Baxter's eyes sparkle if you surprise him with a homemade meal. Especially touched if you remember his preferences; such as something pescatarian or something with peaches. You don't have to worry about your cooking skills, your intention matters more to him! His co-workers will notice he's extra chipper that afternoon.
🍁 In return, he'll also prepare a lunch for both of you the night before. He plans to make something that's only a "tad" extra, but always gets carried away and creates the most Instagram/Pinterest worthy aesthetic lunches you ever did see.
Baxter: "It's just a little something to thank you for the other day." 💜
🍁 You both agree to meet at a chill little park near work when you make lunches for each other. You have a special picnic blanket for the occasion that's so comfy you almost lose track of time.
🍁 On days where you can't meet up, you either face call each other or simply text each other to make sure the other has eaten.
💬 Yes, darling I just finished off lunch. It was great, I would've enjoyed it far more with your company, but alas! How about you, have you eaten yet?
🍁 Sometimes you send donuts, muffins and other treats to Baxter's office where he shares with his co-workers. His co-workers like you very much for this reason, haha! It also gives Baxter the opportunity to make more friends.
🍁 Over lunch, he occasionally brings up some wedding planning hitches. You help him figure out solutions when he's stumped.
Baxter: "Darling you're brilliant! Perhaps you're due for a reward? Are you free tonight? I'd love to show you my gratitude~"
Overall, meeting for lunch gives you both another opportunity to take care of each other. He feels the stress melt away as soon as he sees his favorite person and it makes his lunch that much sweeter.
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