Thank you for all of your amazing reviews! I got quite a lot last chapter! Everyone seems to love Paul ;) I know I do. I have quite a lot of one-shots with him planned. I hope you enjoy this chapter ;) It's just a little fluffy piece, nothing too much.

Summary Normal was boring. Normal was plain. Not for them it wasn't.

POV Third

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He watched in fascination as she twirled in the sunlight, the love in his warm, gentle brown eyes as bright and clear as a summer's day. She wore a beautiful white, flowing sundress, one his family had made specifically for her.

It looked beautiful on her, with its simple thin straps and fluttering skirt. There were no beads or extra adornments, making it look classic and timeless. With a warm laugh, Dimitri smiled largely as he watched his Roza from his spot standing a few feet away from the large oak tree she danced under.

He probably looked like a fool to any of the other occupants in the park, staring after the girl with the too-wide smile and the too-loud laugh as she jumped from place to place under the tree that hardly shaded her from the barely filtered sunlight.

"Come on Dimitri!" she beckoned, smiling widely at him as she came to an abrupt halt, the action causing her still twirling skirt to fan out around her in seemingly slow motion.

In response he finally willed his awe struck limbs to move, trudging in large strides over to his other half. He had a large wicker picnic basket clasped firmly in one hand. Placing the food filled basket down in a patch of sunshine, Dimitri turned to face his Roza, unconsciously rolling the sleeves of his crisp white button up to his elbows.

Rose pouted mockingly, "Comrade I feel so underdressed. I mean I love this dress and all-"

Dimitri cut her off with a chuckle and a hand placed on her waist. "You said we could dress each other and this is what we chose."

Rose huffs out a sigh, trying in vain to hide a slowly blooming smile. "Who would've thought the Dimitri Belikov would want to do something as awfully couple-y as picking our clothes out for each other."

Dimitri just rolled his eyes, resisting the urge to run a hand through his hair, held back by an elastic. Rose, noticing the slight twitch of his hand, laced one of her own through his calloused hand and reached the other one up to toy loosely with the strands that had managed to free themselves and gently frame his face.

The fresh, clean cut scent of his aftershave overwhelmed Rose and she sucked in a deep breath, inhaling his scent, and leaned her head against his chest. She curled their intertwined hands upwards and cradled them to her chest, relishing in the soothing gesture of his thumb running patterns over her knuckles.

She loved days like this, where they could act like a normal couple and where Rose could really act like a girlfriend, wearing the pretty dress (although she doubted the dresses the stereotypical woman in relationships wore were hand crafted by their significant other's family, a strange thought that brought her mirth) and having the perfect date with the clichéd picnic and everything. The only thing that hadn't been overwhelmingly normal would probably be the fact that Dimitri had neglected to give her a gift of some sorts.

(It was their anniversary though and Rose didn't need to check the picnic basket to know that the present Dimitri had gotten for her was still there.)

Even the pure love floating about the atmosphere was classic and clichéd and perfect like it is for normal couples and Rose feels her hurt burst with the fiery, heart wrenching love that only came forth when she thought about or was with Dimitri Belikov. She loved him in the best most normal (a voice tells her nothing about their love is normal, their love was like one from a fairy tale. One that only movies depicted as normal, but that is the only normal she knows of because no one around her lives normally so she counts it) way possible.

Most people would cringe away at the thought of having a normal relationship (normal was boring after all) but most people don't classify normal as what Rose and Dimitri have, they classify that as the dream relationship. But it is what is normal for them and Rose has never loved normal so much until now.