I awoke the next morning with my head on John's chest. I lifted it up and grabbed my robe, exiting the room and picking up our clothes that were scattered about.
"Y/n." John mumbled.
"I'm right here." I called.
"What are you wearing?" He teased.
"My robe." I laughed.
"What are you wearing under your robe?"
"Nothing." I started making tea.
"Being me a cuppa."
"Don't order me around. Only when you have the uniform on, does that work." I teased giving him some.
"So, what was on that white paper."
"A lot of reasons why I love you, and things like that."
"Do remember any of it?" I asked.
"Yea, a bit like 'when we first met you took my breath away and I haven't been able to breath sense.' stuff like that." he said.
"How'd it end?"
"Nothing special."
"Come on I wanna know."
"I don't think-"
"Pleeeease.." I gave my puppy dog eyes.
"... Fine." he gave in. "I asked you to marry me."
It was quiet.
"Oh." I said.
"Yeah."
"Alright."
"What?" he asked surprised.
"Why not?"
I smiled.
"Well, I want another purposal."
"How do I top the last one?"
"You'll find a way." I said walking away.
He pulled the string on my robe causing it to fall.
"That's what I like to see." he smiled.
I rolled my eyes and picked it up.
"here's a boys robe." I said throwing him the blue robe from the closet.
"Thanks." he said putting it on.
"What happened to your wife?"
"I... it's pretty embarrassing."
"Tell me." I smiled
"We were having sex, good sex. And it was almost as good as you. I called out the wrong name when-"
"Oh my god." I interrupted.
"Yep. Then we got in a fight and she said she notices how I look at other women and how I still love you."
"Wow." I said.
"Anyway do you have boy clothes?"
"Do I look like a department store?"
