IKEA trip with blaise (sfw with ONE suggestive moment)
Moving into your first apartment together with Blaise and shopping goes like this.
It starts the second you walk through the doors, you immediately swipes a handful of those little pencils, cause what else would they be free for.
Your first stop is food, your trays loaded with Swedish meatballs, fries, and sauce while he dramatically rates the cinnamon buns. Then the real fun begins.
You lose hours wandering through the showrooms. In the kitchens he starts fake arguments with you just to “test the vibe,” gesturing wildly and calling you “my darling wife” in the most theatrical voice until you’re both cracking up. In the bedrooms he stands at the foot of every bed, gives the mattress a little push, then does subtle but not really subtle hip thrusts while raising an eyebrow at you testing the height.
“Blaise, we’re in public,” you hiss, cheeks burning as you swat his arm.
He just smiles and ecplains calmly. “I’m being thorough, my love. Gotta make sure it’s the right height… for sleeping.” The way he says it makes it very clear he’s not thinking about sleep and you know all too well what he means.
When things do get serious, you can’t help but melt a little watching him take the lead, measuring, comparing, writing down references, looking so focused and capable. He looks stupidly good doing it.
Somewhere between the living rooms and the lighting section you find the plushies. You pick up the green alien and hold it next to his face.
Blaise tilts his head. “Why?”
You grin. “Out of this world… and a little weird.”
He gasps, fake offended, “Wow. That’s cold. Alright then—” then grabs the big shark plush and gently bonks you on the head with it. “Well this one is you then.”
“Because you can’t stop biting me every chance you get.” He replies, proud of himself.
You snatch the shark back and hug it to your chest. “I dont bite… Well I do but it's love bites, thank you very much.”
He laughs, soft and warm, and kisses your forehead. “Yeah? Keep those for me then.”
By the end of the day your cart is full of actual furniture, plus the shark and the alien sitting proudly on top like the new unofficial members of your household.
Created by Bug 𓆣 | @voidofsunlight
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