Hold Me, and Give Me Pineapple

Juliet I'm engaged-to a man

Shawn's Perspective
The next day, Shawn is finally well enough to go to work full time again. He hasn't seen Gus since the incident at the hospital, but by now, Gus has gotten over it. The two were heading down to the lounge to get something to eat, when Juliet walked up to Shawn in the hall.
"Gus, uh, can we have a sec?" She demands, motioning down the hall.
Gus smiles at Shawn, not needing to say a word for Shawn to translate. Of course, Jules wanted to get back together with him.
"What's up, Jules? New case, anything I can help you with?" He asks, awkwardly twisting the ring around on his finger.
"Um, not exactly. But you nearly died a few weeks ago. Do you think we could try it one more time?"
Shawn looks down at the ring. Lassiter has a matching one. "Jules, I-I can't." He doesn't look up. "I'm sorry bu-" The young detective cuts him off.
"So you already hooked up with someone else?!" She tries to hold back her hurt. "Wh-who?"
Shawn looks past her. "Someone that I never knew would love me. 'Cause psychics don't know everything, but I never saw it coming. And, now, I'm happy. Not looking like any girl I've been with- even though you're the only girlfriend I had. Please don't be mad, Jules, but after-you know-I found the one who I want to be with the rest of my life."
"What's her name?" Juliet's face drowns with disappointment.
Shawn fumbles with his words. Finally he makes out something. "It-it's a h-h-he." His face is splashed with red, and he can feel his cheeks getting warm. He remembers last night, replaying in his mind like a broken record.
Silence.
Finally, Shawn pulls off the ring, showing Juliet. After a moment of Juliet staring at the bronze circle, he slips it back on.
"Who?" Is the only word she says, before looking up at Shawn.
Shawn stares into her eyes. "We'll tell everyone when we're ready, but I'm having a psychic vibe that you already know." He says, before walking after Gus, leaving the detective stranded in the hall.

When Shawn gets back to Lassiter's apartment, Lassie is already there. Shawn tells the detective about his encounter with Juliet, looking up every few seconds to meet eyes with Carlton, who has his arm around Shawn, while listening to Shawn's every word. Finally, Shawn fine she's, waiting for Lassiter's response. A few seconds later, Lassie hugs Shawn, as if he were a child telling a parent about a bad day.
"Well, do you think we should tell them?" Shawn finishes, looking expectantly at Lassie.
Lassiter kisses Shawn. "I think we should do whatever you want."
"Well that's why I asked you." Shawn pouts.
"And that's why I told you. But, anyways, I'm not planning the wedding."
Shawn laughs. "There's going to be a wedding?!" He asks, looking like a kid going to Disney Land.
"Well, we have been engaged for over a couple weeks, so..." Lassiter chuckles.
Shawn kisses Lassiter. "I don't mind planning. But you just have to do me a favor and pick when."
Lassiter looks up at the ceiling. "How 'bout next week?"
"Next week!?! I can't plan a wedding by next week! Guess you've gotta help me!" Shawn teases.
Lassiter strokes his chin. "Well, I do know that I can help a bit. But what about the night before? Every wedding has a bachelor party.." Shawn cuts him off.
"But there's no bachelorette."
Lassie laughs out loud. "I think I know how to fix that. Remember Clare, my ex that I told you about? She's an awesome host..."
Shawn considers this. "But won't it be awkward for her that her ex is, well, you know..."
"Gay?" Carlton finishes. "No. You know, she is engaged to a girl."
Shawn looks surprised. "No, you didn't! Well, any ways, I trust you on this. But just this once, detective." Shawn smiled.
Lassiter wrapped his arms around Shawn's waist, pulling him closer. Shawn nuzzled against Carlton's neck.