After months of on and off of the most inconsistent amounts of planning back and forth between you and Yang, you had decided on your proposal plan.
The when, the where and the how. This was it.
You had waited until the right time during the spring. You had picked the perfect spot.
Yang had allowed you to rehearse countless times without getting too annoyed, most days. Even Pyrrha would give you a covert thumbs up whenever you would see her. You even told your mom when you had picked the day. If anything just so that she would ease up on the snooping. There was enough stress and nervousness without your mom asking the same half a million questions every other day.
But you did have to admit, as the day got closer, you were getting more and more excited. Every time you saw Weiss, or heard her voice over the phone, you just wanted to scream it out loud and ask her then and there.
But for Weiss Schnee, everything had to be perfect. You were going to make sure of it.
So on the fateful Sunday morning, you woke up and pressed a kiss to her forehead and got up to make breakfast.
You took her shopping at the horrendous boutiques downtown that she loves. The two of you spent hours shopping. Multiple spins were made for the sake of Weiss' amusement. And finally you had a late lunch at the good old Thunder Burger.
This time when you get the thumbs up from Pyrrha, you give her a small nod and a smile. She quietly claps her hands together as the two of you leave the restaurant. Weiss none the wiser. And the final destination getting closer with every moment.
"Do you wanna stop at the park and go for a walk?"
"Sure why not. It's rather lovely outside. Might do us some good to get fresh air."
You carefully lead her through the various pathways of the park. Making your way towards an open field you know of that's off the beaten path.
"Want to go this way and see what's over there?" You ask, even though you've already started your way down the dirt trail.
"I've never gone this way before. You sure we are allowed to go through there?"
"Not really, but what are they gonna do? Arrest us?"
"I mean, if it's a no trespassing area, then yes?"
"Only one way to find out." Grabbing onto her hand, you pull her down the dustier trail.
After about ten minutes, the sky begins to darken. Clouds settling in above you. Nearly blocking out the sun almost entirely.
"Do you even know where we are going?" Of course you knew. You'd walked this path at least fifty times in the past few weeks, trying to make sure this entire moment would be flawless. But you can't let her know that.
"I think so. Looks like it opens up around this corner."
As soon as you round the corner you hear the gasp leave her mouth. As the final rays of sunlight break through the clouds, the two of you enter into a field full of countless white, yellow and orange colored daffodils.
Weiss begins to make her way further towards the center, among the flowers and you follow. Your hand firmly grasped around the little grey box in your pocket.
As she spins around with her arms stretched out, you replay the moment over and over in your head. How you will tell her all the ways that you love her and how there is nothing in all of Remnant that could ever make you as happy as you are with her. And how you will hold her hand and get down on one knee and ask her to spend the rest of your lives together. The sun shining through her white hair and in her blue eyes.
The perfect moment.
"Blake!"
The distressed sound of Weiss' voice wakes you instantly from your daydream. Which is followed by a clap of thunder that makes your chest rattle. And the rain begins to pour down like waves of the ocean.
This isn't your daydream proposal. Not even close. What are you going to do? This is not the plan. You start getting lost down a rabbit hole of questions and scenarios in your head. Only stopping when you feel a hand grab hold of yours.
"Come on."
"What? Where are we going?" She starts pulling you back out from where she came, into the center of the daffodil field.
'We are going to dance in the rain, you dolt."
And so that's what you do. Gracefully spinning each other around effortlessly while the rain drips from the ends of your hair and noses. The sound of Weiss' laughing when you lose your balance and almost slip and fall in the mud is the closest thing you're going to get to sunshine. It makes you smile but you still feel like the day was ruined, even though Weiss will never know why. Because you literally can't predict the weather.
As the dancing begins to slow down, she wraps her arms around your neck and your eyes meet.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"You're a terrible liar, Blake Belladonna."
"Today just didn't go as I had planned. The rain kinda literally dampened my mood, is all."
She's quiet for a few seconds, looking across the open field through the sheets of falling rain before she speaks again.
"If I see but one smile on your lips when we meet, occasioned by this or any other exertion of mine-"
"I shall need no other happiness." Now you can't help but let a smile tug at the corners of your mouth.
"There's the smile I've been waiting for." She boops the end of your nose, just like always.
"You always know the right piece of classic literature to quote to make me smile."
"Mhm." She leans forward and kisses you. "Sometimes you just need a little Frankenstein to put a smile on your face."
"I love you."
"And I love you. Just like the daffodils would say. Even now, in the pouring rain, the sun is always shining if I'm with you."
In the next few seconds, you feel like the rain stops and the only thing that matters in this world is the way she makes you feel. How you are so completely lost in everything you see in her eyes and feel in your heart. It's like you can actually feel forever, and you won't let it go.
"Marry me."
She holds onto the sides of your face, looking into your eyes. And even through the rain you can see the tears building in her own.
"What?" Her voice cracks and you run your hands up her arms and hold onto her wrists so that she leaves her hands against your cheeks.
"I had this whole speech prepared. I practiced it for weeks. I planned this entire day so that it would be completely perfect. And then it rained and there's mud everywhere and the flowers look like they've been run over by a car. And I was, I just didn't know what I was going to do because this perfect day that I planned for you was ruined. But then I realized that it isn't what you do during the days that make them perfect. It's who you spend them with. For me, this day is nothing less than perfect because I get to spend it with you. Even if it's in the pouring down rain surrounded by ruined flowers. I'm hoping that we can spend many more rainy days in the mud together. Because I love you so much that I can't even imagine a world full of sunshine without you. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. But only if you want the same. So will you marry me, Weiss Schnee?"
"I told you that I loved you on a couch while you were covered in wine. Not thinking that you were ever going to love me back. And now I will tell you in the rain, covered in mud, that I will always love you and I cannot wait to marry you and spend the rest of our lives together."
"Really?" The tears start to fill your eyes just as quickly as the childish excitement fills your soul.
"Yes, Blake Belladonna. I will marry you."
When you kiss her it's like the sunshine radiates out from within your chest. You don't think you've ever felt this amazing in your entire life. Rain be damned. After you pull back and place a quick kiss to her forehead, you suddenly remember the other important part.
"Oh my gosh, I completely forgot this part." Quickly you fumble your hand into your pocket and pull out the small grey box. You try to kneel down but the mud makes you slip and almost lose your balance. Thankfully, you regain it before you can fall, and opt to forgo the minor detail. "I guess skipping one minor traditional detail won't kill me, right?"
You pull the lid of the box back and pull the ring out. Weiss covers her mouth with both her hands until you reach up and pull her left hand down with your own. Your hands are still a little shaky as you slide the ring onto her finger.
"Blake, this is the most beautiful ring I've ever seen."
"Good. Because I think you're supposed to wear it for a while." She laughs before pulling you back down to her, kissing you. "Well, now that we got the out of the way, are you ready to go home?" She lightly slaps the upper part of your arm and smiles.
"You are such a dolt. But yes. This rain is really doing wonders for my hair, but I don't think my fiancé would like for me to get sick from being out in this weather."
"Your fiancé, huh?"
"Yes, she's a doctor you know." Weiss says it proudly as she begins to make her way back towards the pathway through the park.
"Oh really? Sounds fancy."
"Oh, she is. She's insanely smart. Truly remarkable."
"I'm sure she's nothing anywhere near as amazing as my fiancé."
"Is that so?"
"It is. She owns a bookstore. She's got a business degree. She's wildly driven and self motivated. There isn't a single thing about her that I can't say I don't love."
"Wow. Sounds too good to be true."
"Some days I think I must be dreaming."
"I still think my fiancé is better."
"I mean, you said she's a doctor. Do you think she could write me a prescription if I ate too much cheese?" Weiss can't help but bust out laughing as the two of you walk back through the park, hand in hand.
"I don't think she's that kind of doctor."
"How disappointing."
"Not really. I love her and she more than makes up for it."
"Does she?"
"Definitely. You should ask her about it sometime."
As you open the door to get back in the car and go home, you look across to Weiss.
"So I do have one more question."
"And what would that be?"
"What kind of flowers should we have at the wedding?"
"They could be weeds, as long as it's you and me."
"I forever love you."
"I'm ready to spend the rest of forever loving you."