A/N: I know I'm late. I'm sorry.
A proposal:
He is on his knees. He's gripping my hand and he won't let go... The rain won't stop falling, his lips won't stop being beautiful, his expression more enticing than now. His skin won't cease being so smooth and warm, his eyes won't stop being like venom. Like mine... So much like mine. I want to scream at him but I can't... What did he just say?
Marry me.-
Shaina couldn't quite understand what was the world coming to when she saw Milo, stared at Milo, on his knees, in front of her, holding her hand, with a small, diminute ring firmly gripped between his strong fingers, which were trembling horribly. Her mind kicked her, for her to say something. Her lips finally parted.
"What... Milo... I mean... this is too soon... What if...? I mean, Goddamnit, you even cheated on me. If this is you thinking I won't leave you..."-
She stared, perplexd, as he groaned.
"I meant it."- he spat, finally.-" For fuck's sake, woman. I want to marry you. I know I fucked up, but-..."-
"You really did."-
"Let me talk, will you? I love you."-
And so then, Shaina's mouth hanged open. Rather pathetically.
Milo sighed.
Head's spinning, no, no no no no, say no, breathe, in, out, blurry, it's so blurry, and the rain won't stop falling upon us... Stop talking, say no, say no... This is a mistake, this is wrong, no no no no...
"I realize I fucked up. I'm sorry. But when I was there... I was drunk... And I just... couldn't stop thinking about you. I wanted the crucifix for you. When I saw it on her, I could only picture how beautiful look around your neck. What happened afterwards was a mistake. But I was thinking of you, you, Shaina. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you."-
"Stop-..."-
"Don't interrupt me, damnit." – he said.- "I love you. I'm a neurotic bastard. But I'll stop drinking, I'll stop seeing other women, travelling, hell, even fighting for you if that is what you want. But I love you, and I'll be damned forever if I don't get to spend the rest of my life with you. I only need you to say yes"
"Milo, I..."-
"Damnit, Shaina. Will you marry me?"-
I can't do this. This is not my place. Why am I shivering? Gods, what if after all these months, after he marries me, he gets bored and leaves me? Even worse, what if I love him back? Shit, heart, stop beating this fast. Tears, stop flowing, face, stop burning, stop stop stop...
And it was then when she felt her lips moving, her voice slipping from her lips, her lips forming into a timid smile.
"Yes, I will."-
The End.