Derek's POV

It was raining, Why did it have to rain today of all days Derek thought with frustration while he was stuck in traffic that was caused by an accident. Though he might not like to admit it but he was freaking out. It was 7: 30 he told Lydia to keep Stiles busy until 6:30 meaning he was an hour late, Stiles would be home, he had nothing ready, he wasn't even ready and the only thing he had good to go was the ring in his pocket. He didn't know how bad that looked until he opened the front door.

Stiles' POV

His first reaction when he heard the door open was something between excitement and jubilation, but when he sees Derek a confused expression on his face when he sees the decorations that Stiles all Stiles can think is that He Forgot. Derek forgot our anniversary. He shakes out of his stupor when he realizes that Derek's clothes are soaked and he's dripping water on the floor. He relaxes because all of the sudden it didn't matter that Derek forgot he was still going to go through with his plan, he still had a chance to make tonight perfect. So he grins widely at him "Happy Anniversary!" he all but shouted waving his arms as if he was doing a presentation which in a way he was. "I made dinner, why don't you go shower and get ready and I'll start serving the food" he suggested, greeting Derek with a kiss. "Stiles…" Derek began but was silenced with another kiss. "Go on hurry before the food gets cold or I end up eating it all" Stiles said with a smirk. Derek rushed upstairs without another response. Stiles let out a breath. It's show time.

Derek's POV

I am a complete Idiot, Derek thinks as he clambers up the stairs. He was so concerned with the Ring, what he was going to say, how he was going to say it, and the reservations he made at the fancy restaurant that he didn't even think about Stiles coming up with his own plan on how to spend their anniversary together. He was so caught up in making a grand gesture like you see in the movies that he forgot that Stiles wasn't like that. Of course Stiles would want to stay home where they would both be comfortable and of course would cook for them Chicken Alfredo by the smell of it because that's what they ordered on their first date. What Stiles wanted to do was simple but it was theirs and he should've known better. He was willing to bet that Lydia knew which would explain her behavior that morning. Derek comes to a sudden realization Oh God Stiles thinks that I forgot our anniversary he thinks back to the broken expression on Stile's face even if it only showed for just a second and he knew how bad this looked on his part. He showered and dressed quickly. He took a deep breath before he descended the stairs it was time to fix this.

Stiles' POV

After mopping up the water by the front door Stiles move quickly to make the food on the plates look presentable. By the time he lit the last candle on the table Derek was making his way downstairs. "Dinner is served, Bon Appetite" Stiles gestures to the table. Derek smirks when he sees how everything is set. "I see you've spared no expense" Derek comments, mischief glittering in his eyes. " Of course only the best for you" Stiles replies with a sly smile because these were the exact words they said to each other on their first date but this time their roles are reversed. Derek laughs at the irony and Stiles considers it a victory.

Derek's POV

Derek is proud of himself because so far dinner is going great and the whole time Derek has kept his composure so well in fact that he can relax enough to pretend that this is a normal date and not their three year anniversary, and ignore the fact that tonight could change everything. After they both finish their plates Derek can feel that the time to pop the question is closing in, all he had to do was wait for the opportune moment.

Stiles' POV

Stiles' anxiety was through the roof and he was beginning to lose his nerve. Just as dinner was coming to a close he decided it's now or never.

Derek's POV

Derek didn't have to wait long. "Derek?" Stiles spoke softly. "Yes?" he responded wondering where this change in emotion came from. "I want you to know how much I love you and after all we've been through-" Derek knew he had to speak now, because now he had the confirmation he needed.

Stiles' POV

"I want you know how much I love you and after everything we've been through-" Stiles began Derek interrupted with an "I love you too" which threw Stiles off because he's so nervous that he quite hear what Derek said. "What?" He asked for clarification. "I love you Stiles. I love you so much it hurts. I love the way you laugh, the way you smile, how you always figure things out, your sarcasm, your selflessness, everything. I love everything about you and there is no one else that I would want to share everything with than you Stiles." Derek starts to rise from his chair and reaches into his pocket to reveal a small box. "So that being said" Derek continues as he lowers himself to one knee. "Mieczyslaw Stiles Stilinski will you marry me?" Stiles is still frozen to his seat. What just happened here? He wonders. Did… Did Derek just ask me to marry him? It was to be supposed to be the other way around!

Its Derek's voice calling out to him that brings him out of his thoughts. "This was not how this night was supposed to go" Stiles says under his breath and Derek with werewolf hearing hears what he says and questions it with a concerned expression. "I had a plan, I had it all figured out but then you had to just throw it all out the window didn't you?" Stiles began to laugh but it quickly died when he saw Derek visibly flinch and hastily standing to his feet. A sudden icy dread filled Stiles as he thought about what he just said to Derek right after he proposed to him. "I'm sorry I didn't know that you didn't want this I just thought that … never mind" Derek began to retreat towards the door. "Wait! Derek!" Stiles moved after him. "Its fine Stiles I understand" Derek continued with a solemn tone. "Just listen to me for a second" Stiles pleads. Derek pauses and faces Stiles. "First of all I'm sorry for I just said I realize how bad that must of sounded but let me explain, I've spent the last two weeks trying to figure out the perfect way to ask you to marry me; I set up the dinner and the lights and when I finally get the courage to ask I get interrupted by you and I can't even be mad at you for it because you had just said the sweetest and most romantic thing ever to come out of your mouth and I –" suddenly a mouth on his own cuts him off mid sentence. When Derek pulls away he's grinning "Stiles will you marry me?" Stiles pretends to think "Hmm that depends…" he says with a sly smile. "On?" Derek inquires with a light laugh. "On the answer to my question" Stiles runs on. "And what would that be?" Derek asks. "Derek Hale," and Stiles makes sure to pause for dramatic effect which makes Derek roll his eyes but he continues "Will you marry me?" Derek pulls Stiles closer "I think I can live with that" he echoes before kissing Stiles again.

They spend the next hour or so telling each other about all the frustration they both went through the last two weeks and the day events leading up to epic misunderstanding of that night then sharing a laugh at the irony of it all.

"Remind me never to interrupt you ever again" Derek laughs.

"Well I'm not so sure about never" Stiles hesitates.

"What?" Derek questions with disbelief.

"I'm starting to think that interceptions can be … good" Stiles resolves.

"How so?" Derek prompts.

"Well had you not interrupted me I would've never heard what you said on a leap of faith" Stiles points out.

"Stiles you know I love you" Derek voices.

"Yes of course I do but Derek you're not a man of many words and sometimes it's nice to hear you use them once and awhile." Stiles admits.

"In that case I'm glad I did" Derek agrees and smiles at his fiancé.

" Hey I was thinking since the night is still young and we just got engaged that maybe we could-" Stiles doesn't even get to finish his suggestion before he's swept into yet another kiss Yeah, he thinks interruptions can definitely be good and he could get used to that.