A room, lit by a chandelier central of the ceiling and scattered candles upon each table occupied by lovers and smiles. There, seated in the corner, farthest from the rhythmic jazz band opposite, a dreadlocked woman looking through her glasses into her blonde beloved's eyes. Separated by the width of the table, at arms length, a rose lays against the white cloth, having just eaten they had decided to stay for dessert. It had been two years today. Two years since they began their relationship. The waiter walked to their table, pouring a French wine delicately into each their glasses. Once he leaves, the blonde begins.
"You look...incredible tonight, you really do."
Cosima's smile showed her white teeth, her cheeks pink. She had thought dancing was on the agenda, rather than such a lavish ordeal. She took a sip from her glass.
"Thank you." Being all she could muster.
There was a tense atmosphere, despite the celebration of the occasion, Cosima could feel it. A sense of anticipation, of something unsaid. It was rarely like this between the two, more often than not they had gave all they could into the relationship, despite the frequent long-distance due to their work. On their one year anniversary they had visited England to see Cosima's sister and neice, Sarah and Kira, but the clear tension between Sarah and the blonde had meant the trip didn't go as Cosima had planned. But Cosima knew how much her beloved adored to travel, she feared she may be disappointed with this years events.
Just then, the blonde opened her mouth to speak and was greeted by yet another waiter accompanied by pudding. He placed them down neatly before them, Cosima wasting no time to pick up her cutlery As they ate, the blonde looked around nervously. Her hands were shaking, she needed to maintain her composure.
"I'm just going to the bathroom for a second." She announced before attempting to rush off.
"Oh, okay, do you need me to come with you? Is everything okay?" Cosima replied, sensing her somewhat anxiety.
"No, no. I'm fine, be back soon."
Cosima watched her as she walked out and around the corner. She had been acting strangely and Cosima was beginning to worry. Maybe part of it was jealousy. She hadn't seen her girlfriend in weeks until now, it took around three hours to drive from work to Cosima's and with such a packed schedule it was hard to fit time around each other. Not to mention Cosima's own work that she had been doing at the DYAD with her research into developing stem cells. All the while their communication often consisted of the blonde's bragging towards how great her work colleagues were, especially Paul, by God she hated Paul. But of course, she would never tell her girlfriend that and she was overjoyed for her, though it caused quite a strain within their relationship.
A few minutes later she came back into the room, turning heads as she did so and made her way back to the table. She was calmer now, much calmer.
"Are you feeling okay?" Asked Cosima with genuine concern.
"Yes, yes of course." She reassured with a smile.
She picked up her spoon and began to eat her dessert, encouraging Cosima to follow in her actions. Come to think of it, they rarely went out much like this anymore.
"You know," The blonde began abruptly. "Today is an extremely special day. It's been two years, can you believe it?"
"I almost can't, no." Cosima replied, having no idea what she was trying to allude to.
"But what's even crazier, is that after these two years I already know what I want forever. I have it all with you, Cosima. I wouldn't change a thing."
Suddenly Cosima realised the music had ceased playing. The room was now silent, you could hear a pin drop. She looked up around her to see the eyes of those on other tables looking directly in their direction. Confused she looked back towards the blonde who was now before her, upon one knee. It seemed like a blur, she couldn't believe what was happening, the information proving too overwhelming to process.
"Will you marry me, Cosima?"
The world stood still for a moment. She couldn't believe this was happening so out of the blue. They have never even spoke of marriage prior to this, Cosima hadn't even considered the concept of marriage for herself. A surge of self-doubt, of doubt towards their relationship, of doubts about the extent of her love, it all came following at once. Was this how it was meant to feel? Wasn't the sort of question responded with one little word and a large declaration of love. Cosima suddenly grew weary of the troubled expression the blonde's face, she had already taken far too long to reply. Conflicted in her mind, no time for a scientific evaluation, it called for direct and immediate response. All thoughts from different angles came shooting into her mind, clouding her thoughts. The eyes around her turned, the sound of murmuring becoming evident.
"Yes." She heard herself say.
All around the sound of cheer and congratulations could be heard, some people taking the chance to stand up and clap in response to the proposal.
From her knee she stood up and embraced Cosima who was still sitting down, semi-emotionless in her chair. She kissed her cheek, it was stone cold.
"I love you so much, Cosima."
There was a pause. And then a slight smile.
"I love you too, Shay. I love you too."
Just as a side note, I am Cophine through and through, just thought I'd attempt at mixing things up a bit. I assure great things will come with time! (Cophine shippers deserve it)