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Ray was adamant about doing nothing outside of the house for Enniss’ first Halloween against Astrid’s insistence.
“He won’t even remember, Star! We’ll wait until next year—when he’s older. And walking!” Ray insisted, and Astrid begrudgingly concurred.
So, on the following Halloween, Astrid bought the whole family costumes and decorated the house, as well as bribed Frazier to stay at the house to hand out candy to the fellow Trick’or’Treaters. It was all planned out and Ray was absolutely horrified.
“You’re not serious that I wear that, are you?” Ray asked as he sat in his office while Astrid presented the costume to him.
Astrid smirked “Baby’s First Trick r Treating, Raymond. You promised!” She furrowed her brow.
He did. Ray knew he did. But now he couldn’t back out otherwise, Astrid would beat him with an inch of his life. Halloween was her holiday, and she wasn’t going to let even Raymond Smith himself ruin it for her.
“Alright,” he said with a sigh, standing up from his seat and reaching out for the costume.
Astrid smiled and danced to herself before leaving the office, Ray grumbled as he looked down at the costume--trying to remind himself that he didn’t have to be the hardass he was all the time.
‘This is so fucking ridiculous!’ He thought to himself as he looked over the Lumberjack costume he had been forced to wear. The faux axe was resting on the dresser as Ray slicked his hair back for the hundredth time when Astrid finally emerged from the bathroom with her simple tree outfit.
She was hot. Though the costume wasn’t meant to be sexy, Ray couldn’t help but want to water that tree but she was too enthralled with getting everybody ready, and her itinerary so that way Enniss could be in bed by a reasonable hour that even if he offered a quick poke , the only poke he would be getting was one in the eye.
“What?” Astrid asked, adjusting her hair that had strategically placed leaves in it.
Ray smiled “Nothing.”
Astrid smiled back at him “You look so handsome,” she said, walking up to him and stroked his hair back “All the mommies won’t be able to keep their eyes off you,” she teased before biting her lip.
“Sometimes, I think you like showing me off.” he told her.
Astrid nodded “You would be correct. I want the neighborhood to know that I have the hottest dad on the block.” she said, her smile softening.
Ray kissed her, trying hard not to smear her make-up before pulling away to look at her in all of her beauty “You are one very fuckable tree.” he told her.
She snorted, playfully hitting Ray before blushing “I’m gonna go get Enniss ready, and then...Trick’R’Treating!” she said gleefully before walking out of their bedroom.
Enniss was out like a light, passing out in his Woodland Creature costume that Ray and Astrid agreed he was ‘absolutely adorable’ in. Ray put him down quickly in his bed before going back downstairs as Astrid dropped the bounty of candy onto the dining table and giggled to herself as she grabbed a Mars Bar and ripped the packaging open.
“Hey!” Ray growled before approaching Astrid, who giggled as she turned to face him while taking a bite of her treat.
Ray chuckled, reaching behind her and grabbed a KitKat, gracefully opening the packaging to break off a piece and shove it in his mouth. The parents were quiet as they munched on the candy before Ray smirked and leaned in to kiss Astrid.
“You’re such a good Mummy…” he told her “Getting everybody all dressed up, running all over town for candy...he had so much fun.” he told her.
Astrid nodded and smiled “He did!” she said “I’m so glad he did. As did you…” she smirked.
Ray smiled at her, eating the other part of his KitKat while they stared each other down; Ray slowly leaned in and kissed her lips, stroking her face as he did before finally pulling away from her. He wanted to. She wanted to as well. But there was something blocking them when Ray finally huffed.
“I’m fucking exhausted!” he admitted.
Astrid laughed “Me too. But I have an idea.”
“Oh?” Ray asked as he rested his forehead against hers.
Astrid nodded “Uh-huh.”
“Which is?”
She smiled softly “Why don’t we get in our pajamas,”
“Yeah,”
“...and open that new bottle of Scotch.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And watch Taskmaster.” Astrid offered.
“I fucking love you!” he said before kissing her passionately.
Astrid laughed as Ray pulled away, grabbing another KitKat and hurried upstairs to change out of his costume. Mrs. Smith followed behind, picking up the articles of clothing as she went along and walked in just in time to see Ray begin his night routine as he stood in his boxers. It was a good night--and Astrid was glad that Ray took it all in stride, but she was now more excited to just sit in her pajamas downstairs with a glass of Scotch and laugh at 5 comedians making asses out of themselves.