Disclaimer: Labyrinth is not mine (repeat until crazy)
Valentine's Day... urgh. Sarah went downstairs to make her morning coffee and mentally prepared herself.
On the fridge her various magnets were arranged to spell out: 'Please be mine'. She scoffed, and opened the fridge door to retrieve the milk, slamming it behind her.
The headline of the morning paper read in bold letters: 'Share my life'. This was tossed aside with an eye-roll.
After rinsing out her coffee mug, she turned to leave for work but found the front door blocked with a huge man-sized basket of roses, complete with a banner that declared: 'Stay with me'.
Sarah pinched the bridge of her nose; then after a moment a pair of arms encircled her from behind, drawing her into a warm embrace. She felt the sensuous brush of his lips against her ear as he whispered: "Be my wife."
She leaned back against him and half smiled, half sighed. "Jareth, you really need to learn how to ask a girl something instead of telling her."
AN: Belatedly in honour of that dreaded holiday. I actually did get a bunch of roses this year for Valentine's... although sadly, they were not from a Bowie-shaped magical fairy king *sighs*
But more importantly, I hear you cry, did she say yes? Well, I shall leave that up to you dear readers.
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