"But why do I have to go?" Kevin moaned, throwing his arms up in exasperation.
Dynasty, his girlfriend, simply smiled, "Because we need someone strong to carry our bags." She reasoned, pinching his cheek.
Kevin sighed, "You can do that yourself." He deadpanned, muttering under his breath, "You go often enough." This earned him a glare from Dynasty. He continued his argument. "But it's meant to be a girl's day out. I'm not a girl."
"Are you sure about that?" Dynasty joked, smirking, making it Kevin's turn to glare. "C'mon, babes. Please."
"But I'll be the only guy there. I might go if Imogen was bring Connor, but he's got that job interview, which is great, but I'll get bored." He responded, silently pleading with her, almost begging.
"Fine..." Dynasty cracked, dragging out the word and slowly begining to exit the room. "I guess you don't want to make your girlfriend happy..."
Kevin sighed, he knew he couldn't win. He hated making Dynasty upset with him. "OK." He conceded through gritted teeth. "I'll go. For you. But this is the last time."
She shot him an award winning smile as he exited the room, his head hung in defeat.
On Saturday, he was dragged around numerous shops, which were exactly the same, to please his girlfriend and her friends. He had about ten bags with him, between the four girls.
He sighed, for the millionth time that day, as they circled around the shopping centre for the third time.
"Babes..." Dynasty elongated the word as she always did when she wanted her way.
Kevin smiled, "Yeah? Are you finished? Can we go home?" He asked eagerly.
She laughed. "No, we're not even half done."
He threw his head back, letting out a long breath of air. "Then what is it?"
"My feet hurt." She complained.
"So?" Kevin shrugged.
"So, you're meant to carry me."
He let out a breathy chuckle. "Hang on. No. That wasn't part of our deal. I carry you and your friends bags and in return I get rewarded."
She momentarily forget her pain, "Rewarded?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow, loving seeing him squirm.
Kevin could feel the blood rush to his cheeks. "You know," He looked between Dynasty and her friends, really hoping this was more priviate. He closed his eyes, dreading her friends reactions. "In the bedroom."
When he opened his eyes again, her realised his girlfriend and her friends were smirking, he glared at them all in turn.
"Anyway," Dynasty stated, changing the subject for the embrassed Kevin. "I want you to give me a piggy back."
"Alright. But you have to hold the bags, 'cause I can't do both."
She beamed, giving each girl their respective bags and jumping onto her boyfriends back, holding onto his neck, tightly.
"I told you, you shouldn't have wore those heels."
She hit him playfully. "Shut up!"
He smiled. "You so owe me."
"Don't worry," She reassured him, as she forced a smile. "You'll get your reward." Kissing him, quickly she directed him towards the next shop.
That fic is for a guest named Opal. Hope you enjoyed this Opal. I just watched the first episode of season 9 (Not much Kevisty) but this is in honor of that. I might upload another one later, if I finish it in time.
Thanks for reading. Review with any feedback or ideas!
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