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"Oh-oh." I heard myself sing-sand as I looked at the small black velvet box that fell out of Kelly's jeans' pocket.
I knew what it was. I hoped that I knew what it was. At least that's what it usually looked like in the romantic movies Kelly hated so much.
I looked around, listening carefully to where my fiancé was, my eyes wide and mouth in a small mischievous grin. My hands were still wrapped around his clothes I wanted to put in the laundry. I tiptoed a little closer to the secret article. I knew I shouldn't be doing this Kelly would want to present me the ring himself…of course…yeah…maybe just a little pick…but my hand was just shamelessly reaching out while I bit on my bottom lip.
Of course, all the major laws of situations like this one in tack, Kelly decided to make his appearance right that moment:
"Have you seen…?"
I yelped, clutched his clothes to my chest and jumped away from the lonely black item on the floor as if it was a mouse or something worse.
Kelly looked amused more than anything.
"Ah….it's….you know it was just lying there screaming to be opened!" I was rumbling.
"Har…" Kelly tried to stop me but to no success.
"Oh god! I'm sorry! I'm a nosy bitch!" I was acting childish and absolutely hyper-actively if it's even possible to describe a behavior like that.
Kelly chuckled and kneeled to pick up the box. By then I was covering my eyes with my hands.
"You're adorable. Right now much more than ever."
I picked through my fingers and saw that instead of standing up he was still down on one knee in front of me with the black box opened. I bit on my lip again, hands slowly sliding down from my face as I dropped the dirty clothes carelessly to my feet. I looked in the box in my man's arms and gasped barely audible.
The ring was absolutely breathtaking. White gold. Classically elegant with a round brilliant diamond encircled by a double row of bead-set diamonds. A band enhanced with those same small diamonds added to the striking magnificence of the masterpiece.
"I take it you like it?" Kelly chuckled again.
I just kept nodding my head not trusting the traitorous voice to speak.
Kelly took out the ring and easily slid it on my finger. My left hand has never looked to beautiful.
"I hope no one will be blinded by that rock." I breathed out as my fiancé rose from the floor.
Kelly laughed and I jumped on him encircling his midsection with my legs. He caught me with no effort at all as I proceeded to kiss him deeply sealing our engagement.
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"So, I hear congratulations are in order?" I looked up at Jonathan from my place on the floor where I discarded my dancing socks from my aching feet.
My mentor and boss was turning off the stereo system with his back to me. We were the last ones left in the studio after the rehearsal. It was close to 10 in the evening and we all were more than exhausted physically and mentally.
"Thank you." I said softly.
"Are you happy?" Jonathan turned around but instead of shortening the distance between us leaned against the table with the stereo system across the room.
"Hm…yes." My voice was soft as I watched his piercing blue eyes burn a hole through my soul trying to determine whether I was lying.
He was silent for a series of moments that dragged on for too long for me. Jonathan was one of the most collected people I've ever known, he never showed up his emotions. In the academy we used to joke that he didn't have any at all. But right at the moment at the studio, in a deserted classroom I saw something I never thought I would. He tried not to look at me and stay as far as possible. His hands…his trained strong hands gripped on to the surface of the table he was leaning on.
I leaked my lips involuntarily as I timidly stepped closer.
"Is everything…?"
"I glad you're finally happy." Jonathan interrupted my question.
His accent sliced his muted voice that in turn poked at my uncertainty. I closed the gap and stood next to him leaning with my front to the desk, mirroring him.
"I don't think it's a secret for you that I…that I've been experiencing certain feelings for you…for quite some time now." He started coaxing words and I kept silent, casting a glance at him once in a while. "You were too young when we first met…sixteen or something. I had a good eight years on you. Then I was your teacher and it was not permitted so I couldn't bring anything out."
I turned my head in his direction. Though the words seemed so hard for him to form, the tone of his voice was calming and slightly throaty. He was looking straight ahead not turning to me.
"When you came here after the accident I…I didn't let myself approach you in that way…you were hurt and you've just lost everything you worked for since you were little. What I failed at is providing you with a friend you needed then…that's what I'm sorry for…but I couldn't exactly be your friend."
My eyes suddenly started stinging. He was telling a story a should have read through the lines of his life a long time ago. Jonathan, my teacher, my employer, a man who's done so much for me, was in this strange place with me and I had no idea how he really felt about it. I knew he was attracted to me at some point in the Academy…but…
"But now you're getting engaged and you say you're happy. And I really want to be happy for you." He didn't say anything for a long moment.
I was standing next to him and it felt like a wall of really heavy bricks just fell from the sky and on my head. I knew I had to say something but words were just not there.
"Jonathan…" I cleared my throat as it went totally dry. "You have no idea how thankful I am that you're in my life. I…every single moment of what my life was after I enrolled into the Academy would have been different if it wasn't for you. And I wouldn't change a thing. I…I didn't think…you…you're good at hiding…"
I breathed out a breath with a huff. He chuckled good-naturally.
"You don't need to look for words." His crystal eyes finally stared into mine and as our faces appeared to be too close for allowable, I could actually feel his breath on my skin, one of his hands reached to remove a loose strand of hair behind my ear but stopped an inch from my face. He held it in the air for a second and then slowed it down without touching it sculpturing the curve of my face and neck on the way. "You and I never really needed words."
That was true. That was why we were so good together on the stage…
Jonathan squeezed my hand lightly, my fingers caving underneath his palm. A moment later I was alone in the classroom, packing my things. I fished my new ring from the depth of my bag. The diamonds funnily sparkled at me as if trying to tell me some amusing truth I was missing. I sighed, stuffed the circled object back into the pocked of the bag and headed for the showers.