Liar, Liar

Not Part Of The Plan II

The next morning, you gagged at the smell of onions as you woke up. The air was permeated with the heavy scent which usually didn't bother you, but today it made you want to hurl. You quickly got out of bed and dry heaved over the toilet as your stomach curled. This really did not help your theory as to why you haven't been feeling well lately and the mere thought made you more ill.

Footsteps approached you and h/n bursted into the washroom, in boxers and nothing else, and held your hair as you continued to dry heave until you had no strength left in you. You sat down on the cool bathroom floor and tried to control your breathing.

"You okay?" He asked once things have calmed down. You fought the urge to laugh because his hair was everywhere and he looked so cute.

"What are you cooking?" Your voice was hoarse.

"Omelette. Wanted to surprise you with breakfast in bed."

"I would've loved that but I think I'm coming down with something. Could you hand me some mouthwash? My mouth feels dry."

He fumbled about in the cabinet under the sink but then paused as he held up the bag you picked up from the pharmacy last night. He pulled out a box. "Y/n, what is this?"

That was a really good question. "Test."

He gave you an unamused look. "I know that. Why do you have them?"

"Because my period is late. I've been feeling sick. I am barely sleeping."

"Do you think you might be?" He asked.

"Might be what?"

"You gonna make me say it?" He moved to flush the toilet, closed the lid, and sat down, box of tests still in hand.

"It's just a word."

"A big word." His eyes were wide, with fear or excitement, you didn't know. "A word that could potentially changed the entire trajectory of our lives as we know it."

"You need to stop watching Star Wars. I won't know if I'm pregnant or not if I don't take a test. So can you get out of here while I do that? Also, please open as many windows as you can. I'm gonna hide out in here until the smell dissipates."

He left the bathroom in a hurry, closing the door behind him. You tried to focus on taking even breaths but no matter what, you could feel yourself panicking. A baby? Now? You haven't even thought about having kids yet...you were just trying to enjoy your life. You at least wanted to get married first a and maybe travel for a bit. Now everything wound have to revolve around this. There was no doubt in your heart that he would be the best dad ever but this wasn't part of the plan.

You quickly ripped a few boxes open. You peed on three different ones and waited, panicking as you sat on the edge of the tub. Each minute was agony. Since when were three minutes so long? Each second felt like it was dragging by but you forced yourself not to look before the time was up.

A beep sounded from outside the door. "Time's up!" He yelled.

Okay. You closed your eyes as you reached for the test. This was it. This was the moment that was going to define the rest of your life. You took a deep breath and peeked through one eye.

Negative.

Thank god. A breath of relief left you as you looked at the other tests which all said the same thing: negative.

You cracked open the door and held out the test to h/n who jumped with joy and barged into the bathroom. "I've never been so happy!" He grabbed you into his arms and lifted you.

"Wait, I thought you wanted kids?"

"I do...eventually. Just not now." He set you down and cleaned up all the wrappers. "This did make me realize one thing though."

"What?" You asked.

"How badly I want to make you my wife."

How he could say something that made your heart flutter as he tidied up the bathroom was beyond you but that was just like h/n.

After tossing everything in the trash, he pulled open a drawer and inside his hand was a small royal blue jewelry box.

"What is that and why was it in the bathroom?" You knew what it was but you needed confirmation before you knew how or what to feel.

"This is my moment, hush."

He held both your hands as he looked deep into your eyes. "I've loved you for a very long time but I was just too scared to face my feelings for you. Any person I've been with I've found myself comparing to you and they would pale in comparison. I would be jealous when you mentioned other guys or the moment I saw you smiling at someone that wasn't me. When we were in that store, I panicked and called you my fiancé for the sake of appearances but the word never felt so right leaving my lips."

He got down on one knee. "Nobody knows better than me that I don't deserve you. You're so good and I'm a lost man. To be honest, I haven't felt lost ever since I met you. You're my lighthouse in a sea of darkness."

You blinked away the tears that were threatening to fall, blurring this beautiful moment in front of your eyes.

"So what I'm trying to say is..will you marry me? For real this time?" He opened up the ring box and the most gorgeous ring blue sapphire ring sat there, waiting to be on your finger.

"How'd you know I love blue sapphires?"

"I know a lot of things about you."

"That's creepy," you wiped away the tears that fell and gave him jerky nods. "Yes. I'll marry you. For real this time."

He slipped the ring on your finger and of course it was a perfect fit. He stood up and placed his hands on your hips as he drew you in closer. His lips moved towards yours but you backed up, covering your mouth.

"I haven't washed my mouth yet so how about you go make us something that doesn't involve onions for breakfast while I clean myself up?"

"You don't want me to kiss you? I don't mind." He attempted to move closer but you held your arm out, stopping him in his tracks.

"You're not kissing me when I was just dry heaving."

"So you wouldn't kiss me if I'd been sick?"

Was he out of his mind? "Hell no."

He dramatically rolled his eyes and clutched his chest. "Is this what heart break feels like?"

You laughed as you pushed him out of the bathroom. "Get out of here, drama queen."

He cackled on his way to the kitchen as you stayed on the bathroom and looked at your ring. This was real. No contract. No act. He was yours and you were his.