You were stressing as Christmas approached, your boyfriend was acting distant, spending time more with friends than with you. You wanted to talk about it but he dismissed you, you thought he would break up with you soon. One day he gets home after work and you two talk about Christmas plans, he and you decide that you’ll get each other’s favorite snack, drinks, something of each other’s favorite color, a plushie that reminds you of each other, and something to do together.

You got him his favorite stuff, he got you yours, everything is going well. Until it reaches something to do together, you give him a table game, and that’s when he places a box with an engagement ring inside. You stayed quiet, confused about what was going on.

Zev gets up from his chair, grabbing the velvet box before kneeling on one knee in front of you “Something I want to do together is live life… you’re my favorite boy- hell, my favorite person in the whole world… Will you marry me…?” His voice was shaky, scared you would reject him.