A less than ideal proposal
The escape was quick,the drive quiet.
"We need to make a stop in Washington.'' he said after they were ten minutes in.
"Why?''
"It's said to be the safest place for us to be before we're shipped off to the camps.'' he said simply.
"Alright.'' she said simply. She didn't ask. She wanted to forget for a moment.
"Grover do you speak Japanese?''
"To my neighborhood I grew up in was mostly Japanese.''
"Can you teach me some? It'll pass the time.''
"Alright. Let's start with basic phrases.''
" Teach me good morning. Goodbye.''
"One at a time,Sophie.'' he laughed, as the sun started to rise. He swallowed,wondering if he should ask. He decided to take advantage of Sophie's curiosity.
''Kekkon shite kuremasen ka?''
"Hmm?Is that how you say good morning.''
"Far from it.'' he chuckled softly. His nerves were getting the better of him.
"Ohayo is good morning. Ohayo gozaimasu is the formal way of saying it.'' She practiced the phrase, Grover smiling once she got the pronunciation down.
"What does Kekkon shite ku-ku-''
"Kekkon shite kuremasen ka?'' he repeated,his voice serious all of the sudden. Sophie's ears perked up over her lover's tone. He was smiling,but he was serious. She had the feeling he was asking her something.
"Grover,your asking me something,aren't is it?'' Grover gripped the steering wheel,before pulling to the side of the road. He put the car in park,before looking her in the eye. He blew out a nervous breath.
"Will you marry me?I'm asking will you marry me.'' Sophie watched the silently strong man looking
"Grover?''
"I know it's not ideal.'' he started ,running his hands through his hair.
"We're in a of this is ideal.'' she said, a rueful smile gracing her lips.
"Grover?''
"Yes,Sophie?''
"Ask me again.''
"Kekkon shite kuremasen ka? Will you marry me?''
"How do you say of course?''
"Mochiron.'' he grinned,his eyes lighting up.
"Mochiron.'' she repeated,blushing. He smiled,cupping her face,pulling her into a kiss. They parted,both gasping for sounded like a giddy teenager.
"We're going to Washington. I'm not making love to you again until I have you as my wife.'' he admitted,almost peeling off the side of the road as they drove to Washington. Sophie smiled, her cheeks flushed.
Washington D.C was bustling. It was about noon when they arrived. Washington D.C was `still relatively safe,but Grover went about being cautious. He waited outside the bathroom of the courthouse. She walked out.
"Sophie,are you ready?'' he asked,adjusting his tie not realizing she stood beside him. Sophie smiled. She was wearing a sky blue dress with white cuffs. She wore white heels and a white flower hair clip. Her hair was in a simple style, her bangs pinned in a s-wave. The makeup was a nice rarely wore makeup,so putting on rouge was a noticeable change.
"Yes.'' Grover smiled,kissing her hand gently,causing her to beam with pride. She took Grover's arm,both smiling as they walked to the Justice of the Peace.
