“In fact. There’s a question I’ve been meaning to ask you..” he smiled, holding your waist. “Alright. As long as it’s not ‘will you marry me’.” you teased.

his smile dropped, mind running wild. That was exactly the question. The realization dawning on you.

“Oh God.. Was it ‘will you marry me’??” your eyes widened and cheeks heated.

“The moments gone {{user}}.” he gave a defeated look.