Vic;
I opened my eyes to see Mike looking at me. He smiled and kissed my nose. I snuggled my head into his chest and yawned.
"How are you feeling?" Mike asked. I leaned up and kissed his nose.
"Good. And you?"
"Good. To be honest, I was kinda expecting you to wake up and have this really big stomach and be in a real bitchy mood and be like "Get me some food before I eat your head off!" but luckily you're not."
"You have a wild imagination, Mikey." I said with a chuckle. He kissed my nose and chuckled.
"Yeah, well, I don't know about all this pregnancy stuff." He said with a shrug.
"What would you have done if that really happened?" I asked.
"Hmm... I'd probably get in the car, drive away, and never come back."
I gasped. "You would've left me?"
"Well yeah, because you would've ate my head and I'd be dead."
I laughed and rolled my eyes at him. "Let's get up now. I need to pee very very bad."
"For a kiss." He said. I leaned down and pecked his lips before hopping out of bed and rushing to the bathroom.
"Vic, I have to tell you something." He said as he appeared in the doorway.
"What?"
He smiled. "I love you."
I giggled. "I love you, too."
* * *
Tony;
"Jaime, what did you do with my guitar picks?" I asked. He chuckled and kissed my head.
"I hid them."
"What? Why?" I whined. "You know I'm too lazy to look for them."
"Go look for them." He whispered in my ear. "They're easy to find."
"Tell me where they are."
"Guess."
I groaned. "I don't know. I hate guessing. Give me a hint."
"Okay, I'll tell you. They're downstairs on the floor."
"Seriously? Go get them for me."
"No, you go get them."
I groaned. "Fine, fine. I'll get them." I sat my guitar down on the bed and went downstairs to find my guitar picks.
I rolled my eyes with a smile to see they were spread across the floor. As I got closer I could tell they had words on them.
'Will you marry me?' Each pick had a word on it, and at the end of it was a ring. I gasped and just stood there, looking them over.
"Well?" Jaime asked from behind me. "Will you marry me?"
I turned around and smiled at him. "That's so sweet, Jaime. Of course I will."
He smiled and wrapped his arms around me, spinning me around. His lips pressed against mine, and he smiled into the kiss. After he pulled away, he picked the ring up from the floor and slipped it on my finger.
"I love you, Tony Perry."
I smiled. "And I love you, Jaime Preciado."
