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"Wake up honey," Tobias says gently as he tugs on my arm. "Dinner's ready."
I groan and throw a pillow at his face. He catches it easily and lightly chuckles. "Someone's in a bad mood," he says. But I notice that he doesn't step any closer to me.
I smile. It's the greatest feeling in the world when you scare your boyfriend, who happens to be the scariest person on the planet to anyone else but me. He turns into a romantic sap around me, and I truly think it's the real nature of Tobias. Not Four, Tobias.
I sit up and stretch my arms. Feeling much better than two hours ago, I shuffle over to the bathroom counter to run a brush through my hair. Tobias stands at the doorway, leaning against the frame.
"I like it when your hair's down," he says randomly.
I look at him like he's insane. He shrugs his shoulders and a goofy grin overcomes his face. I walk over and drape my toned arms around his warm neck. Tobias gives me short, sweet kisses until I start to smile against his lips. "Let's go eat," I whisper. "I'm hungry."
Tobias, without warning, picks me up and hauls me over his shoulder. I pound on his muscular back with my fists, but it's no use. He laughs and places me down with a thunk on one of the chairs. I glare at him accusingly, but I'm too starved to care much. Tobias nibbles on his burger, while I devour mine like a wild beast. I wash it all down with a glass of chocolate milk, and then wipe my mouth on a napkin.
"You weren't kidding when you said you were hungry," he comments as he stands up and wraps his strong arms around my torso.
I'm feeling satisfied and a little devious, so I decide to get him back for carrying me over his shoulder. "The beast has been fed," I reply smiling. And then I slip my hand to his inner thigh and rub it lightly for a couple seconds, and then draw it back. The effect on him is immediate. His eyes widen and I can feel his erection against my leg.
"Damn it, Tris," he mutters. But I can tell he's not too mad. I give him a kiss and he returns it, soon smiling. "I want to take you somewhere," he murmurs, our foreheads still touching.
I pull on a thin jacket and we head out, towards the Pit. I immediately know where we're going. He climbs into the net and pulls me into it after him. We lie on our backs, and look at the starry night sky. He clasps my small hand into his callused ones and we stay like that for a couple minutes. Tobias sits up after about ten minutes and drags me up with him. He pulls me into his lap and I'm instantly comforted by the rhythmic beating of his heart.
"I want to take you to one more place," he whispers. I nod in consent and allow him to lead me through the quiet passages of Dauntless. It's dark, but I feel safe in the arms of my boyfriend. Tobias will protect me, I know he will.
We reach a narrow staircase at the end of a long, winding path. I follow him down, and when I see it, I gasp. It's a small room, with a little waterfall in one corner and a dinner table in another, and complete with scented candles.
"You shouldn't have," I say, breathless.
Tobias just smiles and leads me to my seat at the table. He disappears behind a counter for a second, and then pops back up with two dishes. "Crème brulee, your favorite," he says, placing the pudding-like dessert in front of me.
I start to tear up. "This is amazing, Tobias. Thank you," I manage to say. I wish I could say more but my throat has a huge lump in it and my tears are threatening to tip over my waterline.
Luckily, Tobias understands. He grins and starts to eat his, and I do too. We hold hands over the tiny table and we occasionally kiss. Tobias seems a little nervous though, and I try to relax his nerves by drawing small circles on the back of his hand like he does to me. He only shows a small smile, but I can tell that he's grateful.
After we both finish our crème brulees, we embrace in the middle of the room. We start to slightly sway and he leans down to kiss me. I meet his lips and end it with a gentle tug on his lower lip. He smiles and plants a kiss on my forehead.
"Tris?" he asks, anxiety in his voice.
"What is it, my love?" I'm getting a tad bit worried now.
He takes a deep breath and gets down on one knee. "Tris, I love you so much and I cherish you every single day. My heart beats because of you and my entire soul is dedicated to your happiness. So, Beatrice Prior, will you do me the honor of spending the rest of your life with me and becoming my wife?"