I got hit with a car…no joke. I'm all good except for a few bruises but I think it knocked my creative juices from my brain and I couldn't think of a good idea for a few days so I went with this one because I thought it was cute. Enjoy. (The movies aren't very detailed because I don't want to get anything wrong and I haven't seen two of them, feel free to judge)

Prompt: Aelin likes to watch a good movie once and a while but Rowan doesn't care for her choice in genre.

Aelin decided that this Friday night should be spent on the couch watching sapping movies, except her stubborn boyfriend wasn't up to the idea as much as she was, so Aelin was forced to strike a deal. If they were going to watch sappy movies, she could only wear one of Rowan's shirts and a pair of lacy underwear. Aelin wasn't fazed and said yes immediately. Now that he thought of it, Rowan did not win that deal.

All wrapped up in blankets, lights out, and adjusted, Aelin sat comfortably against her grouchy boyfriend and The Holiday was the first to play. For the most part, Rowan stayed quiet, letting Aelin enjoy the moment, except for a few times when he poked her side repeatedly. She slapped him for that one.

During the second movie, When in Rome, Rowan attempted to seduce his girlfriend but that didn't go over too well. He started by trailing tiny kisses from her forehead to her jaw and when he reached her collarbone she swatted at him before pushing his face away. He smiled and Aelin didn't even move her eyes from the TV. Gods he loved her, every annoying bit of her. Whether they were arguing over stupid, fleeting problems or nestled together at night, Rowan couldn't get enough of his Fireheart.

"Will you stop that? I'm trying to watch!" She whined. No matter how much she cared for him, Aelin hated it when someone interrupts her movies, and Rowan just loved making her tick. Even Rowan got pushed away when she was watching a romantic movie. He was okay with this as long as she still knew that Rowan himself was much better than a silly, two-hour long movie. Aelin thought his head was getting to big but she just smirked whenever he brought it up and never disagreed.

Aelin was not happy with Rowan's actions and to punish him she moved to the other side of the couch. He chuckled at her antics and when the movie ended, he lifted himself from the comfy sofa to make some popcorn in the kitchen. Rowan could hear her moving around, putting in the next movie and probably already snuggling into the mountain of blankets that were pilled up by the armrest.

"Hurry up! Safe Haven is about to start!" He sighed in contentment. Rowan and Aelin had been living together for about a year now and these nights occurred regularly. Although the two had the same taste in almost everything, Aelin enjoyed watching sappy movies. Usually it was a good action movie but the spirited women that he called his girlfriend always gets what she wants with just one look. Aelin mastered the puppy eyes very early in life but once she figured out that Rowan couldn't say no to them, well, she used it to her advantage whenever she needed to.

Popcorn ready, he stepped back into the dark living room and carefully maneuvered over Fleetfoot, who happened to watch the bowl of popcorn intently as Rowan sat back down. Grabbing a handful, and eating some with one hand, he flicked a few pieces into Aelin's hair with the other. Glaring at his childish behavior and muttering obscenities his way, she whipped the bowl out of his large hands and began munching away happily. Grinning widely, Rowan tried to focus on the movie to appease his girlfriend, but it could never be that simple when it involved Aelin.

He tried to stay still but couldn't seem to get comfortable. At every tense scene he shifted, whether it was his arms or legs, and Aelin had had enough of it. "Stop moving!" With Aelin hissing at him, Fleetfoot lifted her head in alarm before settling back down after figuring that Rowan was agitating her again. He does that a lot.

"I'm sorry, but you've got all the blankets. I can't get comfortable." He had a stupid smirk on his face. Rolling her eyes, she tossed him a blanket and laid her head in his lap. With her near, Rowan finally settled down and started stroking her silky hair. Aelin knew that the peace wouldn't last for long but she was content with her position and didn't dare get up.

It was when The Notebook was playing that Rowan started spewing snarky comments that he was known for. "This movie is ridiculous. Why do girls think this happens in real life?" Aelin ignored him. He couldn't sit through a few romantic movies, could he? Even though Rowan thought these movies were ridiculous, he himself was a romantic at heart. Or at least he was for her. Every year on Aelin's birthday he made sure to get her favorite chocolate candies that were only sold in this old candy store in her hometown. The store was hours away but Rowan insisted that it was for a special occasion. Only he spoiled her so the rest of the year as well.

"Why do you want to watch movies like this again? I thought I was here for that." Pointing to the screen of the characters making out in the pouring rain. He moved his tattooed arm to lie across the top of the couch before shooting a blinding grin down at her. She'd never get used to that expression, except for now when she was growing very frustrated at her suave boyfriend.

"Shut up." Aelin muttered into his sweatpants covered leg. She still had the bowl of popcorn nestled into the circle of her arms and she ate a piece here and there. For a long time after that, Rowan rubbed her lower back in silence. The incident occurred when she began the queen of all sappy love stories: Titanic. Not wanting to be distracted by her sexy shirtless boyfriend, she sat up with a few feet of empty space between them. Titanic was Aelin's favorite sappy romance movie and she intended to watch it. Using this knowledge to his advantage, Rowan made sure to interrupt all the good parts.

Swearing at him and swatting his arm was nice compared to what she did next. When Rowan groaned loudly at the scene of Jack's death, Aelin sat up, and slammed the bowl of popcorn down on his head.

"SHUT UP!" She shouted at him but the bastard just kept laughing and even went as far as picking up pieces of popcorn from his lap and tossing it in his mouth. Before Aelin got up to go to bed, frustrated with Rowan's actions, Fleetfoot jumped up on her boyfriend and started eating popcorn out of his hair. Crossing her arms she grumbled, "Karma's a bitch."

Turning off the TV, she left Rowan in the living room to get stepped on and crushed by the dog. Climbing into their queen-sized bed, she could hear his chuckles as he shuffled around in the other rooms cleaning up the mess she made. He deserved it, she thought. Closing her eyes and snuggling into the bed, she waited patiently for her boyfriend to finish and retire to the bedroom.

Rowan moved quietly as to not make Aelin angrier, and when he opened the door to the bedroom he could even see Aelin's hair peaking out from the blankets. Slipping onto the bed behind her, he wrapped his arms around her t-shirt covered waist and tugged her small body towards him.

"M'sorry, Fireheart." Murmuring in her ear, she shifted in his arms to face him.

"Don't call me that, you've lost all of you privileges." Pushing her face into his chest as to avoid his eyes seeing her soft smile, Aelin knew she couldn't stay made at him when he called her Fireheart. It was an endearment that only he used, and when he did her temper vanished whenever his low, rough voice uttered it. Aelin could feel his lips turning up against her skin at her obvious lie. Knowing she was caught, she gave up so she could snuggle against where his shoulder met his neck. It didn't take her long to fall asleep when she was tucked safely into Rowan's arms and Aelin had one thought before she drifted off to dreamland. The real thing is much better than the movies make it out to be.

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