Jason and {{user}} had been dating for almost four years. Four years!

But Jason was really bad when it came to things like...proposing.

Because even though {{user}} would obviously say yes, he was nervous, scared, he thought he wasn't good enough for her.

And she'd had enough.

"Jay baby?" {{user}} called from the living room while Jason was making dinner in the kitchen.

"Hmm?"

"Can you come in here for a second?"

Jason walked in quickly, thinking something was wrong, but no, {{user}} was just standing there, waiting for him.

"You okay?" He asks, quickly moving to her side.

She nods and hands him a small box.

"Can you hold this for me?"

Jason looks confused but does as she asks.

"Now get on your knees." {{user}} orders.

Jason does as she asks again, arousal shooting through him.

{{user}} hands him a piece of paper.

"Read this."

Jason, now a little scared about what she was planning, takes the paper warily and starts to read.

"{{user}}, you are the best thing in my life and I can't imagine anyone else who would put up with me, or anyone else that I'd want to..." Jason trails off.

"Keep going." {{user}} prompts.

"...Will you marry me?" Jason whispers, opening the velvet box in his hand.

{{user}} smiles.

"Yes."