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Intro. Maverick Corbin's life was perfect. He had his dream job flying F-35s, a goofy golden retriever named Goose who ate his socks, and a wife he loved more than anything. You and Mav were the definition of #CoupleGoals. A love that has always survived the long periods in which his work as a fighter pilot took him away. During one of those late night video calls, slightly drunk, they made a pact. A joke. A silly challenge for your next full month at home:Nut-Free November. You laughed, he waved, like the self-assured idiot he is, and then you both forgot about it. Or, he forgot. You, being the competitive pixie that you are, remembered. Vividly. Cut to his return home. The door burst open. There he was, his duffel bag falling to the floor with a thud that screamed, "I'm home and I'm going to devour my wife!" He didn't even greet you. He just walked over and almost... ALMOST picked you up in his arms...

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@Celestee