Prompt Word: Sled
Prompt Phrase: Five Golden Rings
Bonus: Any Clearwater in a bikini
Lil is 23 and Paul is 24, but this one is crazy.
…I'm not SM…
The Pack had decided to go sledding. Those with imprints were happily huddled together, and those without were screwing around in the snow. We had spent all afternoon playing around, going up and down the one hill in La Push that was big enough for sledding.
It was getting dark, and cold, as it was December in La Push. The boys had one last trick up their sleeve, and it started out in song, "On the 5th day of Christmas my true love gave to me, FIVE GOLDEN RINGS" I was shocked, and looked to find Paul kneeling, in the snow that was melting due to his increased temperature, with a box in his hand.
What the fuck? Imprinted, yes. Dating for only four months, yes. Engagement, hell no.
He popped open the box and I couldn't help but laugh. A golden ring pop glittered enticingly, "I would say I'm not a fan of gold, but I'll make an exception in your case." I kissed him and held out my hand for him to place the ring on it.
He spun me around, and I could only shake my head at the picture we presented. Fools in love.
All of the sudden, Seth Clearwater was running after Brady Hobbs, the worst part about this picture, Seth was dressed in a gold speedo.
"Leah, what the hell is your brother doing?" It was like a train wreck, I couldn't take my eyes from it for one minute.
"I have no idea."
"So fucking weird."
"Mom dropped him on his head when he was little."
"Explains a lot."
"Yep."
We stood there side by side, each sucking on the golden rings our true loves had so thoughtfully provided, watching as Seth was finally successful in tackling Brady and putting a ring on his finger.
I turned towards Paul, "What the hell is Seth doing?"
He shook his head, "He felt left out."
"Ah."
"Yep."