With a waterfall behind them and clear skies above, Jay and Nya faced each other, both standing on a simple bridge. It was above the basin which the waterfall fed, with mist often thrown up to create the most exquisite rainbows. It was a lovely setting, and if it weren't for earlier events that day, they might have been seen enjoying it and their anniversary. However, that wasn't quite what was happening, as Jay was currently being put through the ringer.
"Right now, I don't know if I want to kiss you or shove you off this bridge," Nya fumed, facing Jay and the waterfall behind him.
Jay laughed nervously, looking behind himself at the turbulent waters below, with the bridge's edge not more than three feet behind him. "Uh… can I pick?"
She growled. "No, Jay! No, no you can't." She pointed up at him, already in his personal space, only a foot away from him. "I just can't believe you. You didn't tell me you were in there?"
"Of course I didn't tell you! It was a surprise!" He readjusted his footing, trying to get more secure. "Come on, Nya. Let me step away from the edge, and I'll explain."
"You'd better." She stepped back to the center of the bridge, allowing him a little more space, which he took in relief.
"I will." He sighed. "I'm just– let me appreciate stable ground for a minute." He took a few moments to do just that with closed eyes, all the while withstanding her withering glare, and then finally nodded. "Okay. Okay, stable ground appreciated."
"Good." She crossed her arms, more unmoving than a brick wall. "Now would you be so kind as to explain why you were snooping in my room and my things?"
He blushed. "I wasn't snooping! I was looking for something!"
"That's the same thing, Jay! Why were you looking in my things?! What happened to 'respecting privacy?'"
"Okay, I know it sounds bad, but I can explain why, okay?" He frowned, wanting to reach out to her, but knowing it wouldn't help. "See, I heard this thing about how you can approximate someone's ring size using their shoe size. I didn't know if it was accurate, but I figured it was good enough, so I tried with mine, and it worked. Perfectly!"
She raised an eyebrow, not following much at all. "And?"
"And… I wanted to… surprise you." He hung his head a little. "I saw a ring I knew you'd like. It's really pretty, and I wanted to get it for you, but the place selling it doesn't do resizing. You get the size you need, and that's it. I still wanted to surprise you, so I figured I could use your shoe size to figure it out. The only shoes you leave in the coat closet don't have tags, though, so I had to use a different pair."
She nodded. "All my other ones are kept in my bedroom closet."
"Exactly!" He looked back up at her. "I didn't know they were in the closet, though, so I looked everywhere I could think of. I didn't want to look anywhere too personal, but I accidentally did, and then I got out of there immediately, and it was too late, and then you came in, and– and–"
She sighed heavily, covering her eyes with a hand. "You bolted."
"…Yep." He looked away, blushing in embarrassment. "I'm really sorry, Nya. I didn't mean to intrude on your privacy. Especially not on our anniversary."
It took her a minute to collect her thoughts enough to speak, mostly wondering about why it had to be such a mess that came of sweet intentions. "Okay. I forgive you. No pushing you off the bridge."
His heart almost stopped for a moment. "Really?"
"Really." She looked up at him and smiled. "Just don't ever do it again."
He grinned back at her. "Consider it done. Never accidentally snooping in your private things again, promise."
"Good." She reached out to touch his face, then kissed him softly, enjoying how he immediately responded. "Just so you know, I wear women's nines."
He blinked, refocusing. "What– oh, you wear size nine?"
She smiled, admiring his electric blue eyes and how they darted around. "Yes, I do."
"Oh!" He grinned. "Okay! Size nine, gotcha– I'll just go and do that!" He laughed a little. "That's exactly what I needed!"
She giggled a little. "You know, you and I could just go and get professionally sized. Since I ruined the surprise and all… we might as well."
He nodded. "Oh yeah. We could do that. That would work better anyway, wouldn't it?"
"It would." She took his hand, threading their fingers together. "Then I can get you a ring in the future too, maybe."
"Sure!" He smiled, admiring how their hands fit together tightly. "I know I'd like anything you got me."
"Likewise." She smiled back. "In fact, want to go do it today?"
"I'd like nothing better!" He kissed her hand, playing up the part of a gentleman. "Shall we, my lady?"
She giggled a little as they began to walk, heading to Jay's car, parked only a few hundred feet away. "Yes, we shall." This was a nice way to spend their anniversary; three years really was worth celebrating, after all. Nobody could say Jay had bad taste, anyway… she wondered what this ring looked like.
Unless I get a few reviews asking for a continuation of this fic, I don't think I'll be writing a Chapter 2. This is another oneshot which I wrote on my road trip (the same one which caused me to write Bitter and Bloody and A Good Day), so it was mostly just made up in my head as I went through pretty boring scenery and some not-so-boring mountain passes, as I didn't want to work on any of my larger WIPs. 1k words of joy and chaos is much more fun sometimes!
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