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Prompt: "Stop that!"

"Stop what?"

"Doing that thing with your face when you're happy. It's making me nauseous."

"Hey, Gun, do you remember where we put those totes that had my yarn and other knitting supplies in them? Because I figured out where I want all that!"

Gunnar Jensen rolled his eyes as he looked over to the garage door to see the woman he loved leaning out in search of him, a smirk crossing her face when she found him under the hood of her 1967 Ford Mustang GT Fastback. They had just finished moving in together about a week ago, and, even though they had yet to unpack all of the boxes and totes that they had packed and brought to the new place, they had been able to get through the majority of their things. However, there were some things (like her knitting supplies) that they had not planned out where they were going to go. Shutting the hood and walking over to her, as she was now leaning against the door jam waiting for his answer, he now smirked.

"And just where are you planning to put your stabby craft supplies?"

Jacoba Dixie Kooper laughed as she reached over and ripped a towel off the roll on the wall, handing it to him so that he could wipe off his hands. "You know, you are the only person that I would ever let get away with calling my knitting supplies that. And I found some space in that office room that we were unsure what to do with."

Gunnar scrunched his nose as he worked on wiping off his hands. "I thought we were going to convert that into another guest room?"

"Well, that's the beauty of my plan! I just ordered a daybed that hass a pull out under it that we can put in that room on one side. And we have that one recliner that we weren't sure what to do with that we could put in a corner and put some organization against a wall for my crafting supplies. Then we have a fully functional room!" Jacoba kissed Gunnar's cheek before turning to go back inside, though she did speak over her shoulder again. "Oh and, by the way, stop that!"

Gunnar furrowed his brow as he followed her in. "Stop what?"

"Doing that thing with face when you're happy. It's making me nauseous."

Shaking his head, Gunnar grabbed Jacoba around the waist, ignoring the small squeak that she made as he pulled her closer to him, kissing her neck as he did so. "I love you too, doll. And to answer your first question, all of your craft supplies are behind the couch in the living room."

"Awesome! Want to help me move them, and that recliner, up to that room? Then we can figure out what type of organization we want in there."

"Anything for you, doll. Let's do it."