Drabble:50 (addition to Drabble:46, as per popular demand)
POV:Rose
"Hey stranger.", I called out as I stepped into the Belikov's backyard, closing the screen door behind me.
"Hey, Roza." Dimitri looked up and smiled slightly before extending one hand and pulling me to him on the porch steps. We both remained quiet, just watching the scenery awhile.
"So,", I began. "I heard you had an interesting conversation with your nephew."
"Interesting. You could say that.", he muttered in an undertone.
"He had Round 2 with me.", I informed Dimitri, shrugging nonchalantly.
"Really?"
"Yeah.", I said, my eyes on my pink-polish-coated nails, courtesy of Vika. Even then, I knew he was looking at me, wearing that swoon-worthy intense expression of his.
"He asked me whether I wouldn't marry you because I don't like your family." Dimitri's face showed open surprise. Smiling slightly, I continued. "But I set him straight."
"Then," I continued before Dimitri could comment. "He asked me why I wouldn't marry you."
"And how did you get out of that one?", Dimitri arched an eyebrow, teasing me.
"I told him that I'd marry you…someday. Just not now.", I replied playfully, poking him in his ribs.
"Roza, would it really be a bad thing if we did? Get married, I mean.", Dimitri asked softly, hiding his face in my hair. Undoubtedly so I couldn't see the longing in his face. But I could hear it in his voice, clear as day.
"Comrade, you know I love you and I know you love me too. Do we really need a piece of paper to state that neither one of us can get rid of the other?", I asked him, shifting to look into his face again. Dimitri avoided my eyes, but I could read the uncertainty in his face. After all we'd been through, he still thought I could let him go. That idiot!
"Dimitri, look at me.", I sighed, cupping his cheek, making him look at me. "I love you, only you. And I'm not going anywhere."
"But you won't marry me.", he said, disheartened. Marriage was pretty important to him, I knew that.
"Not now.", I clarified. As he continued to study me, I elaborated. "Ask me in a few years, and I'll laugh and cry and do all those sappy things like in the movies. Hell, I'll even throw in a fainting fit, if it makes you happy."
"Don't faint on me.", Dimitri attempted to remain serious, but the happiness shining in his eyes gave away his radiant mood. Apparently, an unforeseeable yes was good enough for him. "Your mom will butcher me, saying I don't feed you well enough."
Now, that was a distinct-possibility. I visualized my mom beating the crap out of him, while Abe listed exactly how they expected me to be fed….make that probable.
"Okay, then. No fainting. But I'll go into hysterics, okay?", I amended, grinning.
"Deal.", Dimitri replied, smiling that handsome smile of his.
"I love you, Roza.", he said affectionately.
"As I love you.". With that, he pulled me in for a short kiss before standing up and tugging me to my feet.
"Oh, I forgot to mention.", I said, as he opened the door for me. "There was another reason Paul was conducting 20 questions."
Seeing Dimitri's quizzical look, I continued, "He wants to marry me."
"He does? I don't blame him.", Dimitri smiled. "What did you say?"
"Yeah, well. He's just as handsome as you, Comrade. And definitely cuter. And more easy-going. And he actually knows 21st century music.", I listed, trying to maintain my poker face.
"As for whether I let him down…or not", I said slowly, trying to test Dimitri's patience. "I told him to ask me again when he's of age. I need to keep my options open, you know?"
With that, I disappeared into the house, barely registering the comical shock on Dimitri's face. Just before the porch door closed behind me, I heard Dimitri murmur, "Tease".
Drabble no.50! Can you believe it? Thank you for sticking with me so far. Y'all are awesome \m/ Don't forget to review this milestone and stick with me…as more is yet to come!
Also, those of you who are interested to check out my poems, I've uploaded some at the allpoetry website under the name hatedinnocence03. Cheers!
