Contains: Contestshipping
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters nor this one shot.
Source: Fanfiction.Net
Age of characters:
May: 18 years old
Drew: 21 years old
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Knitting Scarves | May x Drew
Drew doesn't always allow himself to display confusion; but when he does, he's adorable.
May giggles as her husband struggle to loop his red yarn around the metal rods of his loom.
His emerald eyes narrow in concentration. His wrist and fingers endlessly twirl the thread that somehow keeps tangling itself. He hissed and jerks every five minutes or so, indicating the times he jabs himself with the hook.
"Don't strangle the metal rod, Drew," May chides. "Loosen up a little! It'll make it easier to tug the bottom loops to the top."
"Uh-huh," Drew mumbles, flinching when he unintentionally stabs himself again. "Damn it."
"Do you want to wear gloves?" May proposes.
"No," Drew grunts. "Thanks though."
May learned how to knit after an extended visit to a craft store last Wednesday. After only a couple hours of practice, the young wife manages to create a soft viridian scarf for Drew to wear. Drew proposes to knit accessories over the weekend in hopes of returning the favor.
If only he has known how difficult the process would be.
"It doesn't have to be perfect," May tells him while finishing the first quarter of her soon-to-be navy scarf. "It's your first scarf, after all."
"Yeah, but it will be your scarf." Drew remarks. "It has to be perfect."
May smiles and kisses him on the cheek. "Thanks, babe" she approves. "Well, if you're doing it, I'm sure it's gonna be great either way."
"Right," Drew smirks even through another jab. "At least the scarf is red. It'll be hard to see the bloodstains."
"Jeez, I wish I knew how to wipe off that smirk of yours," May said pouting a little while tapping her chin.
"Why not just kiss it off?" Drew smirk again as he put the knitting down and came close to her face.
"Not now, kitten. First, complete your scarf." May said bopping Drew's nose. As he growled and returned to work on the scarf. Which earned him an unintentional jab and again he hissed.
May laughed, her project falling into her lap as the sound of her amusement fills the living room.
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This is the first one-shot, based on contestshipping.
But the last part after '... hard to see the bloodstains' I have added, till 'unintentional jab and again he hissed.'
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