RP for octoberchance

[originlprankstr]

He fiddled with the box a few thousand times, feeling the weight, feeling the velvet of the box and tried to calm down. He was actually wearing a shirt that he'd bought the same time as the ring, and the trousers he'd pulled on were actually clean and hole-free

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[octoberchance]

She looked up from the book she was reading, putting it aside immediately. "Hey, Babe," she said with a grin, opening her arms to him, "you look nice"

[originlprankstr]

He slipped into her arms, careful not to dislodge the ring of make it too obvious. He would wait for a suitable moment and hoped that one would come quickly before he made too much of a fool of himself in his attempt to ask her properly to be his wife. "Thanks, I felt like a new shirt. Had the pants for ages, just never wear them."

[octoberchance]

She cuddled close, pressing a kiss to his throat with a happy sigh. "Well, it suits you well," she smiled, running her hands over his back. She was obsessed with touching him, and if she never had to stop, she'd be absolutely content forever.

[originlprankstr]

He laughed softly as she kissed him, matching her happy sigh with one of his own; "I'm glad, I don't wear red very often, buy it even less. You're sure? I wanted to look special today." He left it at that, hoping she wouldn't push, hoping she'd think it was just because of the gig later.