"Do you have the ring ready?"
"Yes."
"The restaurant reservation?"
"Yes."
"The...?"
"Yes, Sarah, I have everything!" Y/N yells into the phone, while with the other hand she quickly picks up her evening outfit.
"Okay, sorry! I don't want anything to go wrong." Her friend answers, excited. "I'll leave you alone, you have many things to do."
"Thanks for your support." The other answers sincerely. "Sorry to yell at you."
"It's okay, good luck, he's going to say yes!!!"
"He better, because if not you will bear me crying."
Sarah laughs, says goodbye, and then hangs up the phone, leaving a Y/N worried, excited, and a million other things.
What if he says no? what if the restaurant didn't make the reservation correctly? what if something happens to the ring?
So many things can happen to eat away at the poor girl's head, but any anxious thoughts are gone when Harry walks into their room ready to leave.
He wears an unbuttoned patterned shirt and a tank top below, revealing the cross chain and small, fine hairs on his chest. His pants are plain too, and his hair is combed but some strands fall across his forehead, sending electric currents to her heart.
Y/N is proud of both her outfit and his, the restaurant is a quiet place, not elegant, and in the light of the moon. She knows he'll love it, that's why she chose it.
"Look at you, don't you look handsome?" She asks and smiles even more when she sees the blush on Harry's cheeks.
He reaches out and rests his big hands on her waist, caressing the fabric of her dress.
"You look ravishing, really." He mutters so as not to ruin the peaceful aura of the room, even though Y/N is dying of nerves. "I'm crazy about you, baby."
Now it's her turn to blush, and she leaves a peck on his lips to completely separate herself from him, causing him to groan.
"We have to go, Romeo." She says, as she makes sure to grab the bag that she selected at the last minute out of so many, and her coat.
Harry follows her with great strides, sighing excitedly at the sudden dinner he will have with his love. Is there something behind? good news that he should know? what if she is pregnant? Oh god, Harry would love if she's pregnant, so he has another excuse to put a ring on her finger and love her for the rest of their lives.
"H, are you coming?!" He listens, and realizes that he was standing in the living room the whole time.
"Yeah baby, sorry."
(...)
When Y/N saw the happiness on her love's face, with his eyes shining and his dimples popping out, she knew she made a good choice about the restaurant.
"I love this place, pet. Thanks for bringing me." The green-eyed man caresses her hand, bringing it close to his face to kiss it gently.
"Of course, bubs." She answers sincerely. "Anything for you."
The first hour passes, both are already full thanks to the food they ate, and Y/N knows that the time is now, so slowly and without Harry noticing, she slides one of her hands into her bag, and rummages without looking.
"Wait for a mo', H." She says and releases the hand that was holding his, so she can search her purse with both hands and this time looking inside.
Nothing.
