I was maid for loving you

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Siege the Valentines Day 8
Planning and proposing to their significant other on Valentine's Day. - This story is based on an idea from sisterskaoi, thank you very much for randomly sliding into my DMs with ideas or snippets. Not only is it wonderful, it also gets my imagination running wild! And since I wanted to write something lighthearted this time, I went with this one 

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Bandit didn't mean to eavesdrop. Not because he was above doing so, it could be a useful way to gather information in some situations. However, not in this scenario.

He was approaching the workshop, for fuck's sake, at most he expected to hear someone asking where certain tool was, or arguing about who misplaced what. Perhaps Jäger going on a tangent about the last documentary he'd seen. And he didn't need to eavesdrop to hear any of that on a regular basis. However, here he was, behind the workshop's door and caught unaware by IQ's question. A question that wasn't even directed at him.

"Have you ever talked about making the relationship more official?"

There was a beat of silence, as if Jäger was carefully pondering his answer, and Bandit's hand hovered over the doorknob, assaulted by the need to hear the answer before announcing his presence.

"We've been living together for two years now. Before that, we dated for another three. We spend every Christmas with Ced's family, to the point the kids already call me uncle Marius. What's more official than that, Monika?"

"Don't act dumb, you know perfectly well what I meant," IQ swiftly answered, sounding mildly peeved. "After all this time together, have you never had a talk about marriage or your future?"

While Bandit had always known IQ was quite the shameless gossip, these questions were veering dangerously into something too prying for his taste. Although Jäger didn't seem to think that was an issue, since he was happily answering.

"Yes. No. Sort of?"

The hesitation in Jäger's voice would have been cute if he wasn't talking about their relationship. And now Bandit felt torn because while he never felt the need to discuss their future, it seemed like Jäger wasn't so sure about it. IQ said something Bandit didn't catch, her voice too soft and muffled by the distance and the door between them, but whatever she said it made Jäger snap out of his silence.

"We never talked directly about marriage. I would accept if he proposed, but that seems as likely as him dressing up like a maid and serenading me, hahahaha." There was a small pause, and Jäger sighed before explaining further. "When we started dating, Dom warned me to not expect many romantic gestures. It would be unfair if I waited for him to do exactly that."

IQ made a pitiful noise, akin to a wounded animal, and Bandit bristled at it. What right did she have to comment on their relationship like that? Maybe he should start sniffing around her personal business and being all judgy, see how she liked it!

"You could always propose to him."

"Come on, Moni, let it go. We're happy and our relationship is as official as it gets," Jäger said, and Bandit could imagine the fond smile on the engineer's face. This answer soothed the doubts he didn't know he had until he stumbled upon this conversation.

"If you're happy then it's all that matters," IQ said. Although immediately afterwards she added, "So I take it you don't celebrate Valentine's Day either?"