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A/N: I was typing this in my graph design class and I tried to check the grammar. I hope that all of it is fine.
Their First Valentine's Day
When Angel woke on Valentine's Day she found her self alone in her and now Collins cold room. She got out of bed, threw on his NYU hoodie and made her way to the kitchen part of her loft. When she got to the kitchen she found a pink rose on the counter along with a note in his neat handwriting:
Good Morning My Angel,
I know that today was suppost to be important but Jimmy had called in sick and I had to replace him. I am so sorry that I am missing our first Valentine's Day by having to work. I promise that I will make it up to you.
If you want to you can come and eat lunch with me. You have not come all week. I hope that you are not that mad.
I love you! See you at lunch!
Your Lover
Collins.
Angel reread the note and trying not to cry. Today was her first Valentine's Day with some one that she actually cares and loves and now she is going to spend it alone while her love is a captured prisoner at work. The more that she re read the note the more she wanted to cry and the more the plan that she was thinking came to be. Instead of having Valentine's Day alone why not bring it to Collins.
Angel spent that day getting everything ready for their special lunch together. When she was done she got dressed in the dress that she had made for that day, grabbed the lunch she made him and made her way to NYU.
She made her way to his class room and knocked.
"Give me a moment." Came the sexy voice that always made Angel weak. "Come in."
Angel opened the door to find that the class room that Thomas Brian Collins once taught in was no longer how it was. At the moment there were white and pink candles lit all around. Angel looked around and saw her Collins standing by his desk, smiling. She smiled back and made her way down to him. She looked down to find that her way was led by rose pedals. When she got down to Collins she dropped her bag and jumped on him.
"Love….OH MY GOD! This is amazing! I love it… I mean….I …how did you know?" Collins just smiled and gave her a kiss. He carried her over to his desk and sat her down.
"How did you know that pink roses were my favorite?"
Collins looked at her. "I didn't. I just thought that red and white are to common." She gave him a bigger hug and another hiss.
"I love you so much."
"I love you even more."
Collins stared at her for a moment and then took her hands in his. He began to shake terribly.
"Baby, are you okay?"
"I love you so much and the thing is, is that the more that I am with you the more that I really want to spend more of my life with you. The short life that I may have. This is my way of showing you." Collins put his hand in his coat pocket, pulled out a red velvet box and handed it to Angel. Angel opened it and saw a pair of diamond earrings in there. When she looked up she saw Collins down on one knee holding a silver band. "Angel Dummott Shunard…I know that we cannot legally get married and trust me if we could I would marry you, but will you be mine and I will be yours for the rest of our lives?"
Tears began to form in her eyes. She jumped off the table and in to Collins's arms giving him a shit load of kisses, saying "Yes, yes, yes, yes,…" over and over again. Just then Mark, Maureen, Joanne, Roger, and Mimi all came out from their hiding place clapping. They all ran down giving hugs and kiss.