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Title: 'Changing'
Fandom: Original Fiction
Characters: Original
Rating: G
"Out, out, out," Elisa insistently demanded, shooing Alexander toward the bedroom door. "You don't need to be seeing me changing right now."
He rolled his eyes. "I have to get dressed for my brother's Christmas party, too, Li. What am I supposed to do? Go out on the front lawn and get dressed? What's the deal, here? Did you forget that we're married, or something?"
She smiled fondly. "Perish the thought, Alex. But you haven't seen the dress I'm going to wear, yet, and I want it to be a surprise. Go downstairs and get dressed in the guest bedroom."
Alexander sighed. "I could close my eyes," he suggested as Elisa piled his clothing into his arms.
"No chance. I know you; you'd peek. Now, shoo, you silly crybaby!"
"Fine; I'm going." He let himself be pushed through the door and into the hall, then poked his head back in.
"You're peeking," Elisa protested.
"No--I swear! You forgot my tie."
"Oh. Oops! Which one do you want," she asked, rummaging through his dress ties.
He grinned slyly. "Get me one that'll match the dress you'll be wearing."
Elisa giggled. "Cheater; you know it'll be a hint. Fine." She picked up a red silk tie. "Here you go, hon."
Fandom: Original Fiction
Characters: Original
Rating: G
"Out, out, out," Elisa insistently demanded, shooing Alexander toward the bedroom door. "You don't need to be seeing me changing right now."
He rolled his eyes. "I have to get dressed for my brother's Christmas party, too, Li. What am I supposed to do? Go out on the front lawn and get dressed? What's the deal, here? Did you forget that we're married, or something?"
She smiled fondly. "Perish the thought, Alex. But you haven't seen the dress I'm going to wear, yet, and I want it to be a surprise. Go downstairs and get dressed in the guest bedroom."
Alexander sighed. "I could close my eyes," he suggested as Elisa piled his clothing into his arms.
"No chance. I know you; you'd peek. Now, shoo, you silly crybaby!"
"Fine; I'm going." He let himself be pushed through the door and into the hall, then poked his head back in.
"You're peeking," Elisa protested.
"No--I swear! You forgot my tie."
"Oh. Oops! Which one do you want," she asked, rummaging through his dress ties.
He grinned slyly. "Get me one that'll match the dress you'll be wearing."
Elisa giggled. "Cheater; you know it'll be a hint. Fine." She picked up a red silk tie. "Here you go, hon."