2. Holding Hands
It's like our hands are made for each other. Bubbles thought as she snuggled closer to Boomer. They were laying sideways on the couch in the living room of the Utonium household. He was in the inside, she on the out.
A romantic comedy was playing on the television screen. It was the Notebook, her absolute favorite. Boomer would always pretend to grumble about watching girly movies, but he never hesitated to whisper the most romantic lines in her ear as they watched them.
"I want you… all of you…"
She giggled at the playfulness of his tone. "Boomer! You're so sweet."
"Who? Me?" The blonde ruff gazed all around like she was talking to someone else instead before smiling and giving her a sloppy kiss on the neck.
"Yes, you! Who else?" She joked back.
Boomer shrugged. "One of your other many boyfriends?"
"Silly!" She smacked his arm with her free hand. "I've only ever been with you."
"Be with me for forever?" He pouted.
"I will never love anyone but you!" Bubbles yelled loudly before giggling like crazy. Boomer jumped in shock. Bubbles fell off the couch from the accidental shove. "Hey!"
"Oh no! She fell off the plank!" Boomer announced suddenly before chuckles erupted from his mouth.
"I wasn't on a plank I was a mermaid diving into the sea!"
He rolled off the couch to join her on the floor. Bubbles grabbed both of his hands. "Never let go!"
"Oh, no! I'm going to be drowned by the most beautiful mermaid I've ever seen!"
Yes, Bubbles loved to hold Boomers hands.