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readyforthegarden · 6 months

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It's the Great Pumpkin, Danny Wagner!

Pairing: Danny Wagner x F!Reader

A/N: I was already planning a cute autumnal fluff with Danny for @hearts-hunger and their halloween prompt list (#3 pumpkin patch and #4 apple orchard), and then he decided to go ahead and do all these adorable fall boyfriend tiktoks. Please enjoy this sweeter than apple cider fluff!

Warnings: Implied smut at the beginning, but nothing too spicy! Just fall fluff!

wc: 2300

You were floating through a bright orange and pink sunset, the wind sweeping your hair. Your arms were spread out on either side, though they were normal, you could feel fluttering, as if the air was moving through feathers. Blissfully happy, is what you would call the feeling bubbling in your stomach.

“Honey,” turning your head, looking around the sky for the deep, soft male voice that echoed around you. You couldn’t see anyone in the wispy clouds around you. “honey, wake up.” The sky began to disappear as your consciousness returned to you. You could feel the drag of something across your cheek, warm and firm, something softer pressing against it in it’s wake.

Blinking your eyes open, a smile tugged at your lips as Danny came into slightly blurry view. Raising a hand up and wiping the sleep from your eyes, he came into focus, a crooked smile greeting you.

“Good morning, sunshine.” you yawned, letting the hand that had dutifully cleared your vision reach out and tousle the silky curls on his head. Playfully, Danny swatted your hand away, only to clasp it in his and press kisses to the skin. “What did I do to deserve this wake up?”

“Just love you,” Danny hummed, tucking your hand into his chest as he leaned forward, brushing his nose against your cheek again and kissing it. “I have an entire day planned for us.”

“You do?” stretching your body out, Danny took the opportunity to wrap his arms around your body, placing himself directly above you and smattering your entire face with small kisses. “Danny!” Between your giggles, your body relaxed, accepting his affections. You welcomed his hips between your legs, feeling him settle against you.

“Mhm,” he hummed, pressing his lips to yours, his movements become less rushed as he trailed his lips down your neck. “I was going to start with your favorite coffee, but I think I have a better idea to start the day.” his hands shimmied up under the shirt you wore, one of his cut up old t-shirts.

“I think this is better than coffee anyway.” the words spilled from your lips and Danny hungrily ate them up, kissing your lips once again and waking your whole body up for the day.

After well-deserved shower, you were sat in the passenger seat of Danny’s car, the wind whipping your hair around with the windows down, though you didn’t mind the chill. A warm latte was clutched in your hands, resting atop the hand Danny had splayed on your thigh as he drove. He was wearing his fair isle burnt orange sweater, one of your favorites and one that you attempted to grab before he could while getting dressed. Instead, he’d found one to match, gifting it to you as he swiped his well-worn sweater out of your hands.

He had told you where he was taking you was a surprise, but it was hard to keep once you saw the sign for the local farm, their orchard teeming with apples and pumpkins ripe for the picking.

“Are we going apple picking?” you turned to face Danny, grinning from ear to ear. His eyebrows raised excitedly from behind his square sunglasses as he glanced from the road to you.

“We’re doing anything you want, honey.” Danny grinned back when you squealed with delight. You’d been talking nonstop about missing the cider mills back home, the pumpkin patches and bushels of apples you’d bring home to make homemade apple butter, jams and pies with.

“I hope you’re ready to carry the biggest pumpkins to the car.”

“Been lifting the couch all week just to prepare.”

Soon you were parked on the matted down grass of the farm, and it took everything in you not to shoot out of the car towards the orchard, already trying to spy the best apples. You set your latte in the cup holder, quickly undoing your seatbelt and getting out, waiting for Danny to meet you at the front of his car. Eagerly taking his hand, you pulled him to the makeshift register booth, where you could purchase admission to the various activities the farm ran.

You had thrust a large wooden bushel basket into Danny’s arms as soon as you could, taking off the the trees.

“They have spies!!” you twisted around excitedly after reading the signs, watching Danny blink in confusion, looking around.

“What? Like they’re making sure we’re not eating their stock?” you laughed, pointing to the tree line in front of you.

“No! They’re a type of apple.” explaining as you went to one of the trees, gently taking one off the branch. You lifted it to your nose, smelling the sweetness through the skin. “My grandma always made her pies with spies. They’re the best.”

“We’ll just have to get enough for a few pies, then.” Danny grinned, setting the basket down and reaching up to start searching for the cream of the crop. The two of you spent more than a few hours going through the various apples, getting a peck of jonamacs and a peck of honeycrisp for snacking. He made sure you could see all the apples you wanted, lifting you up onto his shoulders a few times when you saw a good one higher than you could reach.

You were meticulous about the apples you picked, something that would annoy most for how much time it took, but to Danny, it was endearing. He watched you as you closely inspected the skin of the apples before picking, looking for any markings of worm or bird pecks, your lips pursed as if contemplating the universe with each apple.

“Sorry in advance for the mess in the kitchen for the next week or so.” you began as you and Danny walked back from depositing the apples into the car. “I’m going to be cooking and baking so much to make sure none of these go to waste. I’m afraid my eyes may have been bigger than my recipe book.”

“Well, we can always give a few to Jake, he’ll have something to do with them.” Danny shrugged with a smile, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as you headed towards the pumpkin patch.

“I’ll enter a bake off with Jake.” you joked. “I could beat him.” Danny laughed, leaning down and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“Don’t tell him I agree, okay?” your giggle was infectious, making him laugh again. “Alright, we need pumpkins for the front porch, for carving, and for seeds so we can roast them.”

“That one!” your arm shot out, pointing across the field. Taking off towards it, Danny had to near-sprint to keep up with you. You came to a halt at possibly the largest pumpkin either of you had ever seen.

“Honey, I don’t,” Danny had to pause, trying to wipe the smiling smirk off his face at your excited look. “I don’t think that’s gonna fit in the car. Especially with the apples.” a pout came across your face as you walked around the massive pumpkin towards him. Once you were directly in front of him, you looked up through your lashes, batting your eyes.

“I thought you said anything I want today?” Danny cupped your face in his hands, the tip of his nose bumping yours.

“I said we would do anything you wanted, not that you would get anything you wanted.” you took a long breath in, letting out a dramatic sigh as he rolled his eyes.

“But what if it’s The Great Pumpkin, Danny Wagner?” you asked teasingly.

“Then all the more reason to leave him in the patch to prepare for Halloween night.” Danny reasoned back. “Let’s find a slightly smaller one. We have to get quite a few, we don’t want to leave a spot empty.”

“Fine,” you quietly huffed, though there was a playful smile on your face. Bouncing up onto your tiptoes, you pressed a quick kiss to his lips, turning quickly away to find the next best pumpkin.

The sun began to fall from the sky as you loaded a wheelbarrow full of pumpkins of all sizes and shapes, picking a few that were specifically for making truly homemade pumpkin pies. “I promise, I’ll buy some canned pumpkin as a backup.” you swore, knowing that pumpkin pie was serious business around the holidays. You walked behind Danny as he carted the wheelbarrow over to the cashier, who laughed at the amount of gourds you were purchasing. After helping Danny load them into the trunk (begrudgingly admitting he was right, and The Great Pumpkin would not have remotely fit, even with the back seats folded down), you headed back one last time.

“Can we get something to eat?” you glanced up at Danny. “We forgot to have lunch between the apple and pumpkin picking, it’s nearly dinner time.”

“Yeah, there’s a few food trucks here for the weekend, let’s see what they’ve got.” Danny grasped your hand in his, rubbing his thumb against your cool skin, warming it up as he pulled your towards the trucks, the lights in the trees and hung around the farm starting to pop on the the dusk.

“Ooh, grilled cheese!” you pointed at one the trucks. “And tomato soup, can we split that?”

“That sounds good, let’s go.” Danny took you to the truck…and then you ended up going back, half a grilled cheese not being enough for either of you, especially with how good it was. Once full, you found yourselves on the back of a hayride, going through the orchard again. You took the opportunity to snuggle into Danny’s side as the tractor puttered through the trees and to the pastures, where you sat up and cooed at the cows and horses and sheep.

Danny kept his arm around you the whole time, rubbing your upper arm to ward off any chill, pressing small, lingering kissed to the side of your head. You couldn’t help but gaze up at him from time to time as the night air curled you in closer to his side, taking in his striking features and thinking about how you got just so lucky to end up with someone who cared in the same ways you did.

Ever the gentleman, Danny got off the hayride first, holding his hand out to you to help you down off the wagon. Then he ended up helping everyone off the wagon, smiling politely and helping the small kids jump down without being hurt.

“Feel like some hot cider and a couple donuts before we hit the road?” Danny asked once he was free, rubbing his cheek where an older woman had pinched it. His sunglasses rested on top of his head now, keeping his curls in place as the wind blew up again.

“I would be upset if we came all this way and didn’t get any!” you replied, clasping hands with him once again. While waiting in line, you went through a few photos you’d taken that day on your phone, showing Danny a few that you really liked, and trying to quickly swipe away from the ones you took of his bottom as he had bent down to pick something up.

“Make that one your lock screen.” he joked, pointing at one where his jeans hugged his rump especially tightly.

“Bet.” you giggled, putting your phone away as you made it to the counter. Once the two of you had your goodies, you found a small bench, sitting down and enjoying your treats together. You once again were thinking about how lucky you were to be sharing time with this man. Who was just as excited as you to do cheesy, holiday things, regardless of his big rockstar status. Who wanted to wear matching sweaters and pick apples and help you make pies and jams.

Danny was made for falling in love, that you were sure of. Watching his hazel eyes sparkle in the warm toned fairy lights that hung in the trees, their deep orange and vibrant red leaves glowing. The smile that remained on his lips as he burned them on the still steaming hot cider cupped in his hands, licking them quickly to soothe the sting. The way his curls bounced as he turned to watch a few kids scurry past, shrieking and giggling from the last kid-friendly corn maze of the night. Danny was love personified; safe, warm and intoxicating.

“What are you looking at?” you snapped out of your thoughts as you caught Danny staring at you, his crooked smile now aimed at you. He took a bite of his donut as he waited for your answer, quirking an eyebrow playfully.

“You,” you answered. “and I’m just thinking how lucky I am to have fallen in love with you.” Danny grinned, leaning over and pressed his lips to yours, leaving a small dusting of cinnamon sugar in his wake when he finally parted that you eagerly licked up with a soft laugh.

“I think about that all the time.” Danny admitted, his cheeks blushing. “Not-not how lucky I am that you’re in love with me…which I am! But I mean how lucky it is that I fell even harder for you.” your cheeks flushed. You both had admitted to loving one another before, but this time, it felt more real, more grounded than just something romantic to say.

“Danny?”

“Yeah?”

“Can we go home? I just want to end the perfect day snuggling on the couch with my perfect guy.” Danny grinned widely, nodding and grabbing the shopping bag with cold cider for the rest of the week and your free hand in his, ready to end the perfect day snuggling on the couch with his perfect girl.

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