Imagine Person A of your OTP has a little sister/brother he/she has to watch for the day who wants to go to the carnival. Person A decides to invite Person B, and they are mistaken for a married couple and their daughter/son countless times.
"Whoa let's go on that next!"
Sybil chuckled as her five year old brother Robbie pointed at the swings as he tugged on her shirt.
Sharing a look with Tom, she grinned wickedly. "I don't know Rob. You'll have to ask Tom. After all, it is his turn to pick."
The youngest Crawley had been talking non-stop about the carnival all month when the day before their father was supposed to take his namesake, he had gotten the stomach flu. With their father in no condition to take him, and the rest of the family unable to get out of their previous engagements, Sybil had agreed to take him and prepared to cancel her date with Tom.
Sybil had meant to cancel, but instead found herself asking if he minded her little brother joining their date instead.
They had only been dating for five weeks but Sybil already knew that Tom was something special.
Switching tactics, Rob leaped from his sister to his sister's new boyfriend. Putting on his best puppy face, he wrapped his arms around Tom legs as he begged, "Oh please! Oh please! Oh please Tom!"
"Rob-" Tom started, but the little boy pouted his lip and refused to stop his pleas. "If you love my sister than you should be nice to me and say yes!"
Sybil felt her face turning red. Afraid to look Tom in the eyes, she half-shouted, "Robbie!"
A woman came out of nowhere catching the couple off-guard as she said, "Aw what a cute son you two have!"
The woman swayed as she ruffled Robbie's head as she slurred out, "Giving your Ma a hard time eh? That's not very nice."
Before Tom and Sybil could set the record straight, the woman was walking off shouting out, "Be nice to your parents' kid!"
Never in Sybil's life had she wanted to dissolve into the ground as she did then. Mortified, she was convinced that she had scared Tom off.
"Sybil-" Tom started only for another Crawley to interrupt him. "Rob get on the swings."
Robby's face lit up. "Really?" Sybil nodded before ripping off some tickets for the ride, giving him a small smile as she watched him run off to the ride.
She moved to look at Tom who was looking at her nervously. Taking a deep breath, Tom looked her in the eye, "Sybil about what your brother said a minute ago…"
Sybil closed her eyes, preparing herself for whatever he would say next. You're a great girl, but I think we're rushing into things. Or worse. I think we should break-up. "Uh-huh."
"I just wanted to let you know that I do love you." Sybil whipped her head up at his words. "Wha-t?" she stuttered.
Stuffing his fists into his pockets and looking the most vulnerable she's ever seen him, he replied, "I love you. I'm in love with you and seeing as we've only been together for a few weeks I don't expect you to say it back-"
"I do though!" Sybil shouted. Her heart racing a thousand beats per second, she said quietly, "Love you, I mean."
She felt butterflies at the way Tom was looking at her, with such joy that he looked like he could burst. Stepping forward, Tom gently cupped her face and whispered, "Oh my darling, I do love you so much."
Sybil couldn't take another second of not kissing him. Fisting her right hand the back on his head, she kissed him, sealing the moment with the kiss.
So involved in their own little world they were still kissing when Robby got off the ride. "SYBIL! SYBIL YOU GOTTA- Ewwww! Gross!"
Pulling apart, but keeping their hands linked together, Sybil couldn't help but giggle at Robbie's reaction. Chuckling, Tom couldn't help but lift their intertwined hands kiss her hand in response.
Robby made a face and just as he shouted, "Geez get a room," a man walking by and joked, "How do you think you got here kid?" Before winking at the "parents".
Sybil and Tom blushed furiously before glancing at each other from the corners of their eyes and laughed.