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˖°🦇ִ ࣪𖤐 halloween house; jamal musiala

notes: this is part of my spooky season that i'm hosting on my tumblr. (link in bio to my blog)

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"did you really need to buy eight pumpkins?" jamal said, watching you struggle to lift two at a time to place them on the table where you would begin carving them.

you give him a pointed look. "yes. i couldn't decide, they all looked so cute."

"but they're pumpkins," jamal stood there with a quizzical look on his face.

"and they're adorable. look at this tiny one i got," you held up the smallest you'd bought, and, to be fair, it wasn't actually that small, just smaller than your head was, but you thought it was cute nonetheless.

he still looked confused, but couldn't help but smile at how happy you looked. "is there anything you'd like me to do, maybe stick some decorations onto the wall or something?" what jamal didn't know is that he'd soon regret asking this question.

"oh, um, yes actually. could you hand these lights up outside the house? they're pumpkins and spiders look! i'd do it myself but i don't think i'll be able to reach," you give him your best puppy dog eyes, watching as his shoulders sag a little.

"really?" he sighed. "it's so cold outside."

"exactly," you said. "even more of a reason why i shouldn't be going outside because you wouldn't want the love of your life to be cold now, would you?"

"fine, but i expect a hot chocolate to be ready when i come back inside."

"done," you smile at him watching him layer up before he braves the autumn cold. 

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