#idk if this is their regular verse or 90s. but it can be either one! if its 90s then lets say her mom is out of town and they got the house

[hearthymns]

❝ rose? rose, can you come here for a second? ❞ jack calls from the kitchen, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up, a pink apron that belongs to his beloved girlfriend tied around his waist. there’s a drop of cranberry sauce on his cheek, a half-peeled sweet potato in one hand. ❝ rose?! rose, i need you, honey. ❞ there’s desperation, almost panic, in his voice even though he tries to stay calm. ❝ just don’t be angry, okay? remember when you asked me to take the bird out of the freezer? last night? yeah? well, i — i might have forgotten to do that. ❞ and he’s only realizing it now, staring at the frozen turkey. he glances at the clock. eleven in the morning. not bad, but not good either. ❝ do you think we could use your hairdryer to warm it up? should i put it in boiling water? do i just put it in the oven like this? ❞ | happy thanksgiving!! grateful for you today and always 🥰❤️

rose doesn't answer at first, too busy bent over in the floor with her arm stuck under the couch trying to retrieve an ornament that rolled underneath while she was busy placing all the christmas tree ornaments out on the coffee table. then she forgets about it once jack calls her again, popping up in concern this time.

"what is it?" voice kind as candy questions with worry, then she pushes herself up and hurries into the kitchen. she comes to a halt when he's tied up in a PINK apron, her pink apron. it makes her want to burst into laughter but there's another problem at hand. he didn't set the turkey out like she asked. "jack." she sighs, voice dropping in disappointment but not anger. he's too cute to be angry at, he's so lucky. she comes closer to the rescue, wets her thumb with her tongue and then uses it to smear off the cranberry sauce off his cheek and licks it off her skin.

"i don't think the hairdryer will work as great as the water and we definitely cannot put it in the oven like that." she shakes her head incredulously at him. "you just hold it and i'll get a pot of hot water. we'll fix this problem, don't worry." but she guesses she won't be leaving him in the kitchen alone again.