It's your parents' wedding anniversary; you and Jazz try to find a gift, but nothing seems good enough for your parents. Jazz comes up with the perfect idea. How will your parents like it? Also, with this being a wedding anniversary, Jazz has proposing on his mind, will he propose to you?
(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
It's my parents' ( number) anniversary. I asked Jazz to help me find the perfect gift. We've been dating for two years, long enough for Jazz to know what my parents would like or not like. I'm glad Jazz can shrink to the size of a human. His frame is easy to disguise himself as a human in an alleyway.
"Hope Ratchet figured out how to get holoforms to work," Jazz sulks.
"At least you won't have to think of a name," I point out, "Jazz is a human name; unless you want to pick something different, but let's not think about it for now."
We walk down the street, looking for a store with a potential gift.
Jazz's P.O.V.
I know (Y/N)'s parents well, and I feel like the best gift would be to propose to their (son/daughter). Yet, at the same time, I feel like it's not right to propose on their anniversary of all days.
(Y/N) is getting frustrated (he/she) can't find the perfect gift. As I look at the places on the street, I get an idea.
"Forget about one gift, (Y/N); get a few. Call (F/M) and tell them we'll take care of the cake. We'll personalize the cake; get flowers and personalized mugs. They'll open the mugs and a package of the seasonal coffee they like."
(Y/N) smiles at this idea. By now, it's noon; I suggest getting lunch and figuring out what to put on the cake and mugs. Three hours pass, and we have the custom gifts ordered.
A week later.
(Y/N)'s P.O.V.
Jazz and I pick up the cake, flowers, personalized mugs, and seasonal coffee before heading to my parents' house.
My (F/M) is in charge of dinner; it's no surprise it's my parents' (F/D).
My parents laugh at how the party's theme is my parents' favorites... mostly; I'm sure some things are focused around the anniversary year. My mom loves the very bouquet of flowers we brought.
"You remembered both our favorite flowers ( or just mom's if you don't feel like dad would have a favorite flower), the Bosque I told you your father brought on our first date, and my wedding bouquet; thank you (Y/N) and Jazz.
I show her the two vases I got; one in mom's favorite color and the other in dad's.
"I don't think they'll fit in one vase," I point out.
"Probably not."
Mom goes right to figuring out how to divide the flowers into the two vases.
"I told you (she'd/they'd) like the flowers," Jazz comments and hugs me.
Jazz's P.O.V.
When (Y/N)'s dad wanted to talk to me, I knew what he would ask.
"... it's yours and your wife's anniversary, sir; I thought it would be rude to propose today of all days."
"Respectful man, but that would have been the best present. Don't feel had or feel you need to rush."
Do I count this as his approval to marry his daughter/son?
After dinner
Both parents love the cake, seasonal coffee, and mugs (Y/N) and I got. (His/her) m didn't want to cut the cake, but (Y/N) Made sure to take many pictures of what we had written, which their mom insisted we print out one of the pictures.
Your anniversary will bring you many more happy and loving memories. You deserve all the love and happiness in the world. Happy anniversary, mom and dad!
"Is this the same kind of cake I told you we had at our wedding?" (Y/N)'s mom asks.
We both smile, hearing how happy she is.
"Is a wedding vow renewal planned?" (Y/N)'s dad asks, but I can tell he's not joking.
"No, dad."
"It is now," he says and gets on one knee,
"(M/N); all these years together have been the best years of my life. I can't imagine a day without you. Will you marry me again?"
I don't know who's crying more, (Y/N) or their mom, who finally says yes through all their crying.
It's a quiet, happy party, but I worry this is making (Y/N) feel like we have to get married soon.
Back home, (Y/N) is quiet as we lay in bed.
"What's wrong?" I ask.
"I feel like I'm supposed to be telling my parents I'm engaged by now," (he/she) tells me.
I want to marry (Y/N), but I don't have a ring yet, and I refuse to grab something in this room to propose then get a ring later. Also, I think now they'll feel like I felt forced to do it.
"It's ok; there's no rush. We don't even have to get married."
"Oh no, I want to get married, but no rush."
With nothing else to say, I kiss (Y/N), which quickly turns into a passionately heated kiss, but it didn't lead to fragging, just us cuddling until we fell asleep.
A/N: Smiles at every reader thinking Jazz is going to propose.