Sex Education One Shot

The fact that you were in a relationship with Ruby Matthews sometimes seemed odd, mainly when it came to Christmas and her birthday. You lacked interest in stereotypically feminine things, not knowing too much about different make up or hair care but as it made her happy, you were glad to do what you could to get her something she'd like for a present. You had trawled shops several times looking at anything that you could think Ruby might like but the seventeen different mascara brands had intimidated you and left your blood running cold. Originally you had hoped that you'd be able to find something that she'd like on your own, but it became clear that you would have to ask her if you were ever to buy the right thing.

It had seemed like a simple task. Just ask Ruby what she wanted for Christmas and buy it, but when you had asked her the question, she would only repeat that you knew what she liked. You had asked more times than you could count and finally your patience grew thin with her.

"Can you stop being stubborn and tell me what you want for Christmas?" You huffed.

She paused, her expression flattening. It wasn't common that you would become so short with her especially over something as silly as Christmas presents.

"I'm not being stubborn," she said flatly. "But we've been together for ages, you should know what I like."

You let out a sigh, running a hand through your hair, bothered by having to tell her the truth of what had been going through your head for so long.

"I do know what kind of things you like," you explained. "But I don't want to screw up and buy you the wrong thing. I know you'd love something like make up or a beauty product but there are too many brands and too many shades and I think when I walk into Superdrug, they think I am lost- because I am."

Ruby raised an eyebrow at you. "Has this been worrying you that much?"

You nodded your head, your cheeks warm and tears almost prickling in your eyes.

"I just want to get you something that you'll love but I don't even know where to start when it comes to anything remotely girly."

She pulled out one of her schoolbooks, scribbling something down onto one of the pages before ripping it out and handing it to you.

"Hopefully this will help."

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Written by Charlotte.

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