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kashmir1...
1- He's so nervous. Nervous knocking on the door of her house. It's only their third date. When has John Winchester ever gotten nervous? She rushes out into the cool night air and throws her arms about his neck. Mary smells good and when her lips trail along his jaw he literally has to bite his tongue to stop from begging her to marry him then and there.
2- He wants to ask her before he goes off to basic training, even though he'll probably be shipping out the same time she'll be starting her junior year. No, getting married seems to finalize things and John won't have that. He takes her out to the hay field, makes love to her on a threadbare quilt under the stars, and murmurs "You've got my heart Mary. You know I'm coming back for that, don't you?"
3- He writes it in one of his letters to her, thinks better of it, crumples it up, and throws it onto the jungle floor.
4- He's drunk and so is she and the first night he's back home he fucks her clumsily up against the wall of the shower. He can't be sure if he asked for her hand or not sometime during her third orgasm.
5- He's had the ring picked out for about a month, had it in his pocket for the last week, and as they stroll along the midway, John's trying to figure out if the Log Ride or the Ferris Wheel would be more appropriate for a proposal. A tug on his hand, it's Mary, and he looks down to find her smiling up at him. She kisses him, tasting of caramel apple, and when she pulls back his lips are a bit sticky. "Marry me, John." She murmurs, eyes dancing as the colored lights of the fair flash across her face. "Make an honest woman out of me." Mary simply smirks at his astonished look and then she's slipping her hand into his pocket and pulling out the ring she must have known was there all along.