beetlebum - oasis/blur

DAMON'S IMPORTANT QUESTION

DAMON'S POV

We were well and truly fucked.

Me and Jess that is-the others were just there for moral support. I felt like I was literally going to die, my time had come. Everyone was in a circle holding hands, whilst we sat on the floor of me and Jess' bathroom praying that the pregnancy test would come back negative.

Don't get me wrong, I loved Jess and sure someday I'd fucking love to have kids with that woman, but we were at the height of our careers at that point. She was a model for fucks sake, she could possibly be sacked if they found out she was pregnant and her job was everything to her. I wasn't even sure if Jess wanted kids, and if she didn't I wouldn't care, I could spend a lifetime with or without kids with her-cringe, aren't i?

"Please please," Jess cried as we waited for the results. Everyone was shitting themselves, Brona, Neve and Kat weren't ready to be aunts yet, Graham, Dave and Alex weren't ready to be uncles. Fuck them though, I wasn't ready to be a dad!

"Nah cause if you have a baby we can't be mates anymore," Brona shuddered, earning a few pointed looks. "Sorry but like, it'll be shitting all over the place and all."

"You do enough shitting for all of us, don't need a baby adding to it," Neve frowned, closing her eyes to continue with the manifesting.

I held Jess close to me as Graham intertwined his hand with mine and shot me a look as if to say 'whatever happens it'll be fine', god I could only fucking hope so.

Jess sucked a breath in as she looked back down at the test, "negative! Thank fuck!" She cheered. Everyone jumped from their spots on the floor and engulfed us into hugs.

Kat looked at us sadly, "awk I'm a bit sad actually," she looked at the pregnancy test solemnly, "we could've had a little baby Jemima."

"Fuckin' no chance of it being called Jemima or of it being called anything because I'm not pregnant! Let's fucking have it!" Jess exclaimed, she seemed happier than anything.

"Alright babe," I chuckled at her, "I'm going out for a while, need to grab something. I'll be back-Brona, come with me please!" Without another word I forcefully dragged Brona out the door.

Jess looked dead confused so did the rest of them, but at that moment I didn't care because seeing Jess look so happy I knew we were ready for what I was about to do. We'd just faced a crisis which had made us rethink our whole world-a child. I was forced to think about our future, which was very promising I must say.

"What the fucks that all about then? You're being really strange man," Brona mused.

"I really really need your help."

"With what?"

"We're going to fucking Paris."

ONE WEEK LATER.

We had all gone to Paris, Brona and I had come up with a plan after I'd informed her on what I wanted to do. It was hard to convince the others, not Jess though she was absolutely buzzing. She'd always loved Paris since she'd been their for her very first fashion week, plus, her dad was French, so she'd always felt at home there.

I had quite the night for us planned. Graham, Brona and Kat had gone to some random art museum, I wasn't really listening so I didn't know the name. Neve and Alex had went for dinner in central Paris, they wanted to mingle with the locals apparently, and some of Neve's French reporter friends were hanging about-I swear, that woman and her fucking journie mates.

"C'mere," I ushered Jess over to the terrace. All I've got to say, is our hotel room was fucking mint. There was a table outside, with candles surrounding it as the Paris sky was dark and crisp. There was a waiter that I'd paid extra holding out champagne bottles for us, along with a singular Rose that he handed to Jess who seemed very shocked. I'd had the food made in advance and it set covered on the other side of the terrace, our starters were set on the table, I'd ordered us 'escargot' which I'd recently found out was fucking snails, lovely.

"Dames oh my fucking god! What's all this?" She seemed awestruck and didn't even grimace at the snails on her plate. I was a great boyfriend not going to lie, I always put effort in, but this was a new level.

"It's nothing, really," I smiled at her, taking her hand and kissing it. She really was my whole world, she lit up the fucking terrace, not the candles. Her smile was enough to make even the darkest of skies shine. Her eyes summoned the stars as they swam round them, what wasn't there to love about her? I couldn't figure out how one person could be so perfect. "I wanted to do something for you is all."

"Damon, this is too much," she swallowed looking around and them back to him with those eyes that he loved so much. "What have I done to deserve you?"

"You've been incredible," I told her, watching how she smiled at me in adoration. Fuck, I was so in love. "But don't be too excited, as I've realised there's fucking snails on our plates."

We made conversation and the snails remained untouched, we were on to mains now and I could feel myself sweating. The main course happened to be 'duck á l'orange', what was with these fancy fucking meals? Soon it was cleared though, it was actually fucking gorgeous and we both enjoyed it. Then it was time for dessert and now I was fucking drenched, my nerves were going. The desserts were 'Crème brûlées' and they were lovely, but even after they were gone we decided to stay out on the terrace-like I'd planned. The champagne was still flowing and the waiter had left us to our own privacy.

"This has to be for something," Jess accused me, "surely all of this isn't just because you wanted to treat me or whatever."

"You're right," I cleared my throat and reached into my pockets. "It's not all for nothing, it's for something really important actually-a question I need to ask you." I looked to her face which was just confused, I took notice of the little things that told me when she didn't understand what was going on-her eyebrows would twitch slightly and she would frown a bit.

"What's going on Damon? Is this a way to break up with me or something? Have you taken me out first to soften the blow?" She bombarded me with questions, worry filling her eyes.

"God no," I assured her quickly. "I just wanted to ask; will you marry me?"

NOTE
haha lol
I'm crying not the fucking cringe
is it too soon for a proposal? Yes xx
But who cares?
-ur bestie xx