IT WAS LATE , AND TED SHOULD
BE ASLEEP
but instead, here he was, limbs intertwines with yours. your facepressed up against his chest, lips parted as soft snores escaped you. one arm was wrapped around your middle as his other hand rested on your hip, his fingers drawing small circles against your smooth skin that he couldn't help but be attached to at all times.his eyes wandered over your body as the moonlight from the open window blinds flowed in, highlighting your body.
his small motions on your hip stopped as you shifted, body stilling as you let out a soft sigh before snuggling yourself closer into him, and relaxing again once he heard your light snores again. this time, his eyes focused on your face. ted watched how your eyes flickered every so often, indicating that you were probably dreaming. he had hoped something good, silently praying to the lord that he never give you a sour thought- even in slumber.
and whilst ted was thinking to himself he knew that this was it, this was the forever
he could imagine laying here for the rest of his life. he had imagined being middle aged together, watching you sleep in this same way as your future children occupied the other several bedrooms. he had already thought about having kids with you. he recalled the conversation you had just a few months ago when you had talked about baby names you liked. ted knew to you it was just a conversation but to him it was a dream. he wondered if you'd ever have a daughter and give her the same middle name as your mother, or have a son named theodore after him.
but he knew that before that was going to happen he had to marry you, have to propose, and give you the ring. the same ring that's hidden in the back of his night stand. the ring he's been carrying around in his pocket for at least two months now.
he had doubted himself at first, thinking that because of how young you still both are that wouldn't want to. he thought that maybe the commitment would scare you away. but the same day you showed him your wedding board on pinterest is the same day he went out to go windowshopping at jewelers
he swore to himself wouldn't propose until it was the right time but that became impossible when every day he spent with you felt like the day. he had to physically stop himself from dropping down on one knee when you were doing something as simple as sitting on the couch together
he debated waking you up right now but had come to the conclusion that you'd probably hate him if he proposed at 3 am on a tuesday morning-so instead he mumbled "i love you" into your hair , hoping that maybe tomorrow will be the day you can be his fiancé
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