Dax stood on the other side of the table, one hand holding a bracelet, the other fanned across the tabletop.

“You’re not getting this back!” He teased. Her face scrunched as she filtered through her options.

Casually, Mable leaned back against the fridge, “Fine, whatever. It’s not important anyways.”

Dax deadpanned, lifting the colorful accessory to float above the garbage to his left. Jumping forward and panic in her eyes he couldn’t help but laugh at the horrible lie. “You couldn’t lie to save your life-“

Mable looked incredulous, “Okay how do I get it back then?”

He took a moment to think, tapping his finger to his chin. Mable watched the bracelet dangle precariously. The item itself didn’t seem like anything special, and Dax didn’t know why his girlfriend adored it so much. It was a mix of gold, white, and baby blue threads woven together in a simple pattern. Thinking back on it, she had always had it nearby, on her wrist, ankle, or purse, but it was always there.

He smiled devilishly. Mable would always argue that she isn’t very sentimental, trying to prove the fact by throwing away items that had little meanings tied to them. It was a long lasting debate that followed the couple.

“How about this,” She looked skeptical, “you tell me why it’s important, and I’ll give it back.”

She raised an eyebrow, “Just like that?”

“Just,” Dax walked around the table, holding the bracelet far above his short partners head, and still cradling her to his chest, “like that.”

With her head bent to look up at him, a small pout formed on her lips. Dax chuckled.

“It’s a simple exchange.” He wiggled the bracelet, watching her eyes follow the accessory.

Mable sighed, “Okay fine.” She pressed her forehead against his chest, preferring not to see his reaction. Dax smirked, wrapping both his arms around her and slipping the bracelet onto his own wrist.

“Remember the first day at the intern place?” He nodded, she seemed to understand and continued, “Well I saw you and I thought hey, he’s kinda cute. And for the first few weeks of us talking I kinda always messed with it when we were together and I kinda... related it to you I guess.” He opened his mouth to respond but she stepped on his foot, “Yeah I know, it’s dumb. Can I just have it back please.”

Finally looking up to meet his eyes again she was met with an adoring smile. Leaning down to press a chaste kiss to her forehead he said, “I love you.”

He handed back the bracelet and with a red face she mumbled, “I love you too.”