ihow about a Seth with reader like grocery shopping and like it’s cute???
"i got it," seth cooed as he grabbed the peanut butter on the top shelf that you were - quite frankly - struggling to reach.
"thank you!" you beamed, taking the jar from him to place in the cart and stepping up on your tip-toes to press a quick kiss to his lips.
seth smiled, pulling you back into his chest for a deeper kiss. "seth!" you squealed, causing him to chuckle against your lips.
"sorry pretty girl," he teased, smiling down at you as he gave your hips a squeeze, "can't help myself sometimes."
you rolled your eyes, a smile tugging at the corner of your lips before turning back around to push the cart. seth rested his hands on either side of yours, helping you push the cart from behind.
"so what's left on our list?" he asked after a moment, allowing you to unfold the crumpled-up piece of paper that was your grocery list.
you let out a soft sigh, analyzing it for a moment to see what you missed, "i think we just need peaches."
seth hummed, "peaches?" he asked softly, helping guide you over to the produce section.
you nodded, "i like having them in the apartment," you explained before adding, "they're good midnight snack."
seth chuckled softly at that one, "you're a good midnight snack." he teased, pressing a soft kiss to the crook of your neck.
you giggled, "you need to get it together clearwater," you teased back, "what if we see someone we know!"
you felt his lips curl into a smile against your neck, "then they'd also see how good you're looking right now." he explained, pressing another soft kiss behind your ear.
"you are way too horny to be grocery shopping right now." you responded, rolling your eyes teasingly.
"my point exactly. let's get your peaches and go home." seth pressed another kiss to the crown of your head before tossing the bag of peaches into the cart.
you gasped dramatically at that, "don't throw them! they're gonna be messed up if you do that!" you gigled again, turning around and playfully smacking his bicep.
"babe i'm gonna be messed up if we don't get home in the next 5 minutes." he explained exasperatedly, sliding his hands down to your hips so he could turn you back around and guide you to the checkout lanes.
you giggled, "you're so dramatic you know that?" you asked rhetorically, turning over your shoulder to look up at him as you two waited in line.
"i am most definitely not being dramatic right now." he explained, subtly pressing his hips to yours to show you what he meant.
you rolled your eyes, cheeks heating up to a bright pink, "okay okay we just need to check out and then we can go home." you giggled, as he smiled victoriously.
sure enough, as soon as the two of you got home you quickly figured out that he was not, in fact, being dramatic about how desperate he was for you.
part 2 linked here
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