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"Robyn Berry, will you marry me?"
Robyn felt her sweet breath move the blonde locks that fell in front of her glossy eyes. Her gloss-covered lips trembled as her hands reached over her mouth, gasping at the question Finn had for her. He sat kneeling on the floor, and Robyn stayed silent. Finn's lips twitched into a small smile as he waited for her answer.
Was this all too sudden? They had only just made it official. Plus, they were still teenagers. They still had a life ahead of them — thoughts ran clean through Robyn's head. What if things don't work out? What if I fall out of love, what if he falls out of love? Are we too young? Is it too soon? She couldn't escape the thoughts of her own mind as she kneeled down in front of Finn, holding his hands.
Finn furrowed his brows, watching as his girlfriend sat in front of him. This wasn't how this was supposed to go, right? Robyn let out a shaky breath before joining their lips together; gently. Finn pulled away before placing the box onto the floor, watching as Robyn sighed. "So, is that a yes?" Finn asked, patient with Robyn.
Robyn shook her head, watching as Finn's expression dropped. What was she doing? She loves him — they have a child together. However, just because they had a child together, doesn't mean they have to get married. Robyn took Finn's hands again before opening her mouth to speak.
"Finn. . . I love you. I really, really love you so much—" She watched him smile, yet she wasn't done with her words, "—But we're still so young." His smile dropped. What was I doing? Robyn asked herself. She sat with glossy eyes and a heart beating faster, and being with Finn was something she had wanted for almost a year, why was she saying no. Fear? Commitment? No.
"Oh," Finn replied.
Robyn shook her head at herself. Questioning herself over and over again. Why am I doing this? Robyn shook the feeling from her body, grabbing Finn's cheeks and bringing his lips towards hers. Finn stumbled a little as the roughness of her actions took place before realising she was kissing him. His nose breathed the scent of her perfume as he relaxed into her touch, feeling their soft lips move perfectly together.
Robyn felt as they melt into each other. They were perfect for each other, they were made for one another. Denying it would be a lie, saying she doesn't want spend her entire lifetime with Finn was a lie, saying she'd fall out of love with him was all a lie.
"Yes." The words fell smoothly from her lips when they parted.
Finn opened his eyes, grabbing the box with a toothy smile on his lips.
Robyn chuckled as she wiped the tears from under her eyes, feeling as Finn gently took her hand and placed the ring onto her finger. Perfect fit. Adrien watched from his crib, he didn't have any understanding to what was happening but both Finn and Robyn chuckled when he started to bounce with joy in his crib. Finn turned back around to Robyn, rubbing the tears from under her eyes and cheeks.
"Robyn Hudson. Has quite a catch, hm?" Finn asked, Robyn nodding her head before joining their lips together one more time. "Does Carole know you asked me?" Robyn asked, moving from the floor and picking Adrien up. Finn nodded his head, rubbing the back of his neck slightly, "Um, yeah. She helped me pick the ring actually."
"And my dads? Do they know?" Robyn was nervous to ask the question. But, traditionally, you usually ask the dad to marry their daughter, or son. "I asked. They weren't very detailed but didn't really seem against the idea," Finn announced before Robyn smiled at the statement — so she finally did something her parents don't disagree with? Perfect.
"And I'm assuming Puck knows. I noticed you showing him rings," Robyn told him, Finn dumbfounded his expression before nodding his head. Robyn chuckled before shaking her head as she laughed, "Not so subtle are you, Hudson?" Finn shrugged his shoulders.
