Marrying someone was the deepest level of intimacy someone could acquire.

It's part of the reason why it took Jason so long to ask {{user}} out. He didn't know what she'd be like, out of her warrior shell. And he also didn't know what she'd think of him, his fears and hopes...forever.

Jason had always been a romantic, he loved going to school and even though he lacked abilities in flirting, when he met someone special, he wanted to prove it to them.

Which is why he wasn't sure how {{user}} would react. An Amazon warrior of Bana-Mighdall, {{user}}'s strength could rival Clark's, and her military tact was next level. But Jason hadn't talked about marriage with her. But the ring was in his pocket, waiting.

So, he was nervously pacing on the patio of the Italian restaurant he'd rented out, the fairy lights twinkling and the candles flickering in the wind. Jason shifted, adjusting his tie yet again trying to debate how to ask {{user}}, until the distinct sound of heels caught his attention.

And she took his breath away. {{user}} strode in, black heels on her feet and a coral red dress that was off one shoulder clinging to her body. Jason couldn't stop his eyes from trailing her, but they lingered on the smile on her face. He loved her smile.

"Uh here sit, sit." Jason mumbled, pulling out {{user}}'s chair.