Genre: Crossover/Military/Fluff
You're Kim Y/N one of the U.S. Navy's most skilled fighter pilots and a graduate of Top Gun or U.S. Strike Fighter Tactics Instructor Program. One day, you get assigned to test a new variant of the F-14 Tomcat. You fl...
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Y/N's POV
As the sun rose from the horizon, it was yet another beautiful day for flying, the perfect day to finally ask the question that she'd been aching ever since the day I saved her from those thugs.
Kazuha and I had already woken up, and the two of us admired the sunrise for a few moments while having a cup of coffee.
"The sunrise is delightful to look at, right?" I asked her and she smiled.
"Yes, to be honest, it's been a while since I've seen the sunset like this." She replied to me and I chuckled.
After our complimentary of the sunrise, we continued to stare at the sun, the sky was orange as it was early in the morning. However, none of that compares to how the sun lits up Kazuha's smooth and silky skin.
How her skin and the combination of her cute smile I love seeing all the time makes her the perfect woman. I could stare at her all day long.
"You look like you've seen a ghost~. Is something wrong~?" She teased me and I blushed.
"U-Uhm... I don't know what you're talking about." I defended myself and she giggled at my shyness.
Gosh, this woman knows how to pull my strings even though we haven't known each other for a long period of time. But we aren't here to stare at the sun as a surprise for her...
"Zuha, there's something I want to confess," I said to her.
"What is it?" She asked me.
Signaling her to follow me inside the hangar, she obliged and followed me inside, there was the fully restored P-51 Mustang covered by the cloth, she was curious what it was but I didn't need to answer as removing the cloth gave her the answer.
Zuha was awe-struck by the beauty of this vintage warbird but the best part was that on the canopy is her name... "Honorary Wingman Nakamura 'Zuha' Kazuha"
"Y-Y/N, why is my name on there?" She asked me and I took a deep breath before kneeling down.
The box I take from my pocket displays a 24-carrot diamond ring, she gasped and covered her mouth as she couldn't believe what is happening and neither could I as I'm about to ask the question.
"Zuha, I know we didn't know each other for that long but ever since the day we'd first met, I wasn't the same man... In fact, I changed into a whole new man that's finally ready to find a new wingman to watch my back and take care of. Without you, I wouldn't be the great pilot that everyone knows. So, Nakamura Kazuha, will you be my wingman... And my wife?" I nervously asked her and tears dripped from her eyes.
"Y-Yes, of course, you idiot! You don't even need to ask me that!" She answered me and I sighed in relief before putting the ring on her pointer finger.
Suddenly, we heard a faint clapping noise and we turned to see Eomma in tears from witnessing the whole thing. She congratulated the both of us and gathered in a group hug.
