Chapter 13.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Fosters.
Connor's POV:
I lay on the mattress, my arms wrapped around Jude's sleeping form, staring down at him. His face, so peacefully deep in slumber, was angelic. I give him a gentle squeeze and leaned down to kiss him on the top of his head. I remembered the dream I had after we finally went to sleep. I smiled at him.
Today was a day the two of us would never forget.
His eyes slowly blinked open. He looked at me for a moment, before a bright, sleepy smile overtook his face. He breathed deeply, exhaling a soft laugh.
"That was some night, huh?"
I grin giddily.
"Yeah. Some night."
"We should have done that a long time ago." He said sleepily.
"I think this was the perfect time." I tell him, "We both knew we were ready. No regrets. No fears. I always said I would wait, as you were my first, and I was yours."
"Yeah." He said. I lean down and give him a kiss, "No regrets. Never a regret when it's you."
"Are you still gonna kill Harry and Danny?" I ask him.
"Nah." Jude said, "But I am gonna kick Danny in the shin."
I laugh. Jude had a cute little smirk on his face that he only got when he planned revenge.
"You're hot when you plan revenge." I tell him, "Plus, you know they're both probably doing the same thing, so we can use that, and tease them mercilessly."
"Sounds like a plan." He said, looking up at me. "Should we just lay in bed all day? Or do you wanna get up and do something?"
"I wish we could, because I have a feeling we're both gonna have trouble walking for the first twenty minutes." I tease him.
He laughs and slaps my chest playfully, before nodding.
"Yeah we did go a bit nuts last night."
"Literally." I said without thinking. Jude snorts.
"You are terrible." He says as he laughs.
"Yeah, but you love me anyway." I say to him.
"Of course I do." He says with a smile, "Now come on. Let's get up."
Sure enough, after we got up, got dressed, and left the tent, we both had trouble walking without waddling around.
"We look like penguins, the way we're walking." Jude said jokingly as he attempted to light the campfire.
"It'll get better in a couple minutes." I tell him, "Unless we pulled something."
"Oh god I hope not." He said, "I just hope we can walk properly by the time we go home. I don't want to have to hear it from moms or my siblings. I can hear it now; 'Did you use protection, Jude' or 'You sure it was the right time, Jude' or 'Why are you walking funny Jude'. I swear if they ask me anything about it, I will scream."
"You never know, we still have two days left, and four condoms." I joke at him, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively.
He glared playfully at me, before shrugging with a laugh.
"Maybe." He said. I smirk at him, causing him to roll his eyes, "It did feel Reeaaally good."
"You can say that again... even if it did hurt at first." I agree.
"I haven't heard you scream that loud since you got shot in middle school." He teased me.
I grabbed my heart and gasped dramatically.
"Such words! They wound me. Be damned you're sharp words. How will I ever recover from the brutal sting?" I rattle of dramatically.
Jude started guffawing so hard he clutched his side. It took him five whole minutes to regain his composure.
"Now who is reading too much Shakespeare?" Jude asked.
"Hey, as long as I'm not being forced to read it for a class, Shakespeare isn't that bad of a read." I argue.
"That, we can agree on." He said, as he finally managed to light the fire. "It's supposed stop hurting after the first few times."
"It WAS good for you, right?" I ask him, my insecurity getting the better of me, "I didn't hurt you or anything? Didn't do anything wrong?"
I take a drink from a can of Coca Cola.
"Yeah, it was." He interrupts me, "You were fine. You took great care of me. You were extremely gentle with me. Don't worry. I should be the one asking you these things. I was the one who went a bit psycho. I'm honestly surprised I didn't bust the mattress."
I snorted through my drink, cringing as it went up my nose, sending me into a coughing fit.
"Glad you brought it up instead of me." I say as I finish coughing, "Even with all the stuff we'd done before, I never expected you to be the crazy one in bed."
I reached over and pulled him close.
"It's good to know, that even after all the years we've been dating, you can still surprise me."
He smiled and leaned in for another kiss, which I was only too happy to give. I looked deep into his eyes. I could get lost in his eyes. Such a deep, chocolate brown, so full of life and warmth, radiating love and affection. It never fails to take my breath away.
"It's hard to believe we've been dating for four years." He said tenderly.
"Hard to believe I was so lucky." I respond, "At only thirteen years old, I found the one person I want to spend the rest of my life with. I found my soul mate."
I hug him tightly, just to hold him in my arms. I kissed the top of his head.
"I love you so much, Juju." I whisper to him, "More than anything else on this planet."
"I know. I love you too." He said.
"I know I say it all the time," I say to him, staring deep into his eyes, "But I really do. You're my soul mate, Juju. You're my everything. And I'll always be there. I'll never leave."
He looked at me, raising an eyebrow.
"There is a reason," I said, finally getting to the point, "Why I brought you out here. I've had second thoughts about what I'm about to do... But I had a dream last night, when we were both done and sleeping. That dream... I've been having it for years. Last night, it just sealed it for me."
"Connor?"
I shake my head and wave my hand, nonverbally asking for no interruptions.
"It was summer, and it was warm and sunny. The birds were singing. You, me, Danny and Harry. All together. Standing on the beach, dressed in suit's, hand in hand. All of our family was there. My dad, your moms, your siblings. Everybody was crying, but it was happy crying, and they were smiling."
He looked at me confused.
"I saw our wedding, Juju." I said, his eyes widening, "And I realized... how much I actually wanted that."
"Connor?" He asks, "Are you saying what I think you're saying? Are you... are you proposing to me?"
I look directly at him. I exhale a shaky breath, and nod slowly.
"Yes. I am." I said.
His eyes widened.
"One day, in the future, when we're both ready, I want to." I said, staring into his eyes, "I wanna marry you."
His mouth dropped open.
"I know we're young," I start to say, "Insanely young, stupidly young... But will you marry me?"
He stared at me. His eyes were wide, and his mouth agate.
"When?" He managed to say.
"After Graduation." I said, "Once we're in college, and I can buy you a proper ring, I wanna marry you. All I need is your answer."
He was completely speechless, as I pulled a small box out of my pocket. He gasped.
"This was the whole reason I brought you here." I said, "This ring was my grandmother's. Dad gave it to me when I told him what I was planning. We have his blessing. Your moms know, your siblings know, and they all gave me their blessing. Danny and Harry both know. I wanted to do this in the same place where I made my feelings for you known, the same place where I first realized that I was falling so hopelessly in love with you."
I reached and grabbed his hands and held them in mine.
"I know I'm rambling, I know I sound insane. I know I'm babbling like an idiot." I said shakily, "But I know what I want, and I'm asking for it. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you. All you need to do... is give me an answer."
I opened the box and pulled the ring from its cushion and held it out to him. He stared at it, then made eye contact.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" He asked shakily.
"More than anything. But it's up to you. Everything is, even the date." I tell him, "But I need your answer, Juju."
"We're seventeen years old." He said, "What if later on you start to think this is a mistake?"
"In the course of our relationship, I have never regretted anything that you and I have done." I said, "I won't regret this, and neither will you, I promise."
"November 17th, 2020." He said, "My twentieth birthday. If I say yes, that'll be the earliest we do this. Not a second sooner. Can you wait three more years?"
"I would wait until the end of the world, if it meant me marrying you, Jude."
He looked me in the eyes, then back at the ring. He reached out and took it from me, looking at it closely as I awaited his answer with baited breath. I watched, and my eyes widened as he slid the ring onto his finger.
"Then yes." He said, "I'll marry you."
I grab him in a fierce embrace, lifting him off of his feet and spinning him around on the spot. I was so happy, that I couldn't stop the tears that came. I put him back on his feet, and kissed him like it was my last chance to do so.
Every happy emotion I was feeling was forced into that kiss.
I had my soul mate, and he had agreed to marry me...
...Three years was a small price, that I was more than willing to pay.
AN: So. That's it for this chapter. Connor's three year wait begins. I know it would be ridiculous for them to get married at seventeen, but twenty is more reasonable. Jude's birthday in this chapter is what is on the birth certificate seen in the first episode of season 2. Do you think I should jump straight to the wedding for the next chapter, or should I jump to the families' reactions to Jude saying yes? Leave a review with your opinion.