Disclaimer: (Y/F/M) - your favourite movie. 

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You turn your head to look out the window, the sky was dark with grey clouds and rain pattered against the window, along with the occasional flash of lightning and claps of thunder. 

You and your boyfriend, Isaac, had planned to go out for dinner, but as a storm made its way over to your part of town, you both decided that it was perfect weather for a movie night. So you both gathered up all the blankets and pillows you could find around your shared apartment and brought them down into the lounge room and stacked them around on the couch. 

You were currently laying in the mass of blankets and pillows cuddled up to Isaac with your head resting on his shoulder watching (Y/F/M). 

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After the movie ended you get up to go pop some more popcorn, letting Isaac pick the next movie.

Once you return you notice Isaac was no longer sitting on the couch, nor had he changed the movie. 
Thinking he may have just went to go to the bathroom you make your way back over to the mass of blankets but before you make it you feel someones hands on your sides and because you were extremely ticklish, you dropped the bowl of popcorn and put your hands over the ones on your sides, making them stop tickling you. 

You turn around and see Isaac smiling brightly down at you. You turn back to the bowl of popcorn that was now all over the floor and sigh. 

"You'll be cleaning this up." You tell Isaac with another sigh. 

Unexpectedly, Isaac scoops you up into his arms and carry's you over to the couch and sets you down in your original place. You thought he had gone to clean up the popcorn but you feel a tap on your shoulder. 

You tilt your head back and suddenly Isaac's lips are met with yours briefly. 

"I love you!" He says with a smile. 

"I love you too, but if that's your effort to get me to help you clean up, your going to have to do a lot better than that." 

Isaac quickly jumps over the couch next to you and begins to tickle you once again. 

"Isaac, stop!" You laugh. 

"Not until you help me clean up the popcorn!" 

"O-okay!" 

"What was that?" He laughs. 

"I'll help you! Just please stop tickling me!" 

He removes his hands from your sides and smiles before bringing his lips to yours once more, "Thank you." 

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A/N: Thanks for requesting, hope you like it! x