"Marry me," Takumi whispered against her lips. Misaki froze and pulled her head back to try and look at her crazy, impulsive boyfriend clearly despite the night sky making it difficult. "Excuse me?"
Takumi chuckled lightly to himself before looking into the eyes of the woman he loved, the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. "I'm serious, Misaki. Marry me. Grow old with me. Make me the happiest man alive."
Misaki looked at skeptically. He must've been joking, right? He was always cracking jokes at inappropriate times, this must be one too. She couldn't believe it. "Takumi, are you crazy? I love you, so much, but we're seniors in high school. We're so young," she spoke slowly. Of course she wanted to marry Takumi, he was her heart. But they were just kids. How would it work out?
Grasping her hands and bringing them to his lips, Takumi let out a content sigh before wrapping his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. "Being here with you, cuddling with you in bed, is my favorite thing in this world. I get to fall asleep with you in my arms and wake up to your face. I want nothing more than to have this everyday. So what if we're young? Why does love have to be restricted by age? I know it won't be easy but we can face everything together. I am head over heels in love with you and I just want you to be mine, officially and legally. Just as I'm yours."
Misaki wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head under his chin, thinking through everything. Would she be crazy to say yes? They were young, yes, but she had never seen a love more true and genuine than the one she shared with Takumi, even in adults. After a few minutes of silence, she finally looked up at Takumi and kissed his cheek.
"So, you're going to propose to me but without a ring? C'mon Walker, I thought you had more game than this," Misaki joked, a full blown smile etching on her face.
Smirking, Takumi reached into his pocket and pulled out a velvet box. "Oh, Ayuzawa, you should know that I always come prepared."
Misaki's mouth dropped wide open and she couldn't stop staring at the ring inside the box. Tearing her eyes away from the ring, she gaped at Takumi. "So this wasn't an impulse decision? You actually planned and thought this through? You really want to marry me?" The last sentence came out in a whisper, her throat clouding up with emotion.
"I believe in us. There's nothing I believe in more," he said, love swimming in his eyes as he stroked her hair softly. "I promise to always love and protect you, to always cherish and comfort you. I'll be here whenever you need me, you wonderful woman. Misaki Ayuzawa, will you marry me?"
"You idiot, this marriage better work out. Of course I will," she replied, trying to keep a straight face. But when Takumi let out a full grown smile, not smirk, she couldn't help but smile too. He hugged her tightly and let out a loud, joyous laugh.
"Thank you, thank you so much. I am undoubtedly in love with you," Takumi crashed his lips on top of hers, trying to convey how happy he was through the kiss.
Misaki couldn't help but smile during the kiss. They were both so happy, and she wanted nothing more than to keep him this happy forever.
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Misaki awoke with a jolt. How many times did she have to dream about the night Takumi proposed to her? As if his ego could get any bigger. She giggled quietly to herself. If her husband knew what she was dreaming about, she'd never hear the end of it.
She turned in their bed to check the clock, which read 9:30. Thank God it was a Saturday. Looking around at the empty spot next to her and hearing the shower running, Misaki pouted. She had almost forgot that Takumi worked on Saturdays.
Takumi, at the age of only 18, was already an influential and important businessman due to his background with his grandfather. Being a Walker man made you a powerful person. As wonderful as that was to Misaki, she felt a bit sad that he had to finish school early in order to work with his grandfather. She couldn't spend senior year with him, plus he was working a lot more hours than a regular teenager would.
She sighed and got out of bed, just as Takumi finished his shower. He appeared in the doorway, his towel around his waist and a smile on his face, something that always happened whenever he was around Misaki.
"Good morning, beautiful," he greeted, kissing her on the cheek. Misaki offered a tired smile before throwing her arms around him. Takumi was taken aback. "Woah, someone's more awake this morning. You okay?"
Misaki nodded before looking up at him. "I'm just gonna miss you. I never get to spend my weekends with you."
Takumi's smile faltered a bit looking at the pout on her face but was restored once he pecked her pouty lips. "I know and I'm so sorry about that, baby. Grandad is just a little... Overbearing. But I promise, I'll talk to him about letting me loose a little bit. I do need to spend time with my wife after all. She misses me way too much. She probably dreams about me too."
Blushing, Misaki swatted his chest. "Just go to work. I got my own homework to do. Don't miss me too much," she pat his chest before blowing him a kiss and walking away to the bathroom.
Takumi shook his head and chuckled. He was definitely going to speak to his grandad.
After Takumi left, loneliness and boredom struck Misaki just as it always did whenever she was home alone. She hated the feeling, she felt like a worthless housewife and she wanted to be able to provide too. But how could she when she was still in high school, with exams coming up?
She sighed yet again, grabbing chips from the pantry and sat down on their living room couch. She turned on the TV, even though she was more compelled towards her laptop. Maybe doing a bit of research wouldn't hurt.
After hours of research, Misaki was finally able to find something. She closed her laptop and smiled to herself. It wasn't a huge job like Takumi's, she didn't have to time to do that, but it was good at keeping her occupied. Babysitting wasn't so bad, was it? She found a family with a 1 year old son that needed a babysitter for four days a week and the pay was really good. She had emailed them and they confirmed that she got the job.
But still, she was a bit nervous at how Takumi would react. She knew he wouldn't be too happy, since he hates when she overworked herself, but this time she just had to learn how to balance everything. After all, he can't baby her forever. They were married, and marriage was all about compromise and equality.
Waiting for Takumi to get home, Misaki had purposely dressed up in a red silk nightgown that he had given her a month ago and it was his favorite on her. She wanted to suck up to him just a little bit in hopes that it could soften the blow of the news.
"Misaki! I'm home," Takumi yelled once he entered the house but was surprised to hear pitch silence. Normally, he would hear the TV or music playing but instead he was greeted with silence. "Misaki?" He called, but a few short moments later, Misaki went to greet him.
"Welcome home, husband," Misaki said sweetly, sauntering up to him and planting a kiss on his jaw.
Takumi's eyes went wide as he looked at his wife. What in the world was going on?
Smirking internally at his speechlessness, Misaki gave him a knowing smile and grasped his hand. She ran her thumb over his knuckles before leaning down to give it a soft kiss, smiling even wider when she heard him suck in a breath. She stood up straight suddenly, swinging their hands together as she gave him a cheesy smile. "I think we have some business to attend to."