Criminal Case Oneshots

I Propose We Turn The Tables?

A oneshot for stargirlv2

Alex's POV

Jesus Christ, I am so nervous right now. I'm trembling. I'm shaking so badly that I feel my teeth chattering. My hands are shaking too, I've already dropped my fork once. Cathy and I have finished eating dinner, although I ordered dessert for us to share if all goes well, she won't be thinking about dessert. If I don't chicken out that is. You see, my lovely girlfriend and I have been together for a long time. So long in fact that I've been wanting to marry her. I want to be her husband and for her to be my wife. I have a ring, it's pretty. It has a rose-gold band with a pink diamond in the center. The ring is in a box and in my pocket. I've thought out everything except for one thing. My nerves. I'm so nervous, but I don't know why. It's not like she would say no. Unless... would she-

"Alex?" A voice asks.

I blink, getting out of my thoughts. Cathy was staring at me, raising a thin pink eyebrow. I feel sweat slowly sliding down my cheeks. I meet her eyes.

"Yeah? What's up, Cathy?" I reply.

"Are you okay??" She replies.

I blush. "Yes, I'm alright."

"You sure? You've been staring across the room with such a blank expression, it's kind of worrying." Cathy hums.

"I'm fine... I'm probably just lightheaded... It's really bright in here." I mutter.

"Alex, honey, are you feeling okay? You look sweaty and pale. I can ask for the check when the waiter gets back with that cheesecake, and I'll ask for a box, so we can eat it later." She suggests.

Feeling ashamed, I feel like I should go home. I nod at her and she places her hand on top of mine. Her thumb glides over the back of my palm. I failed again. This is the second time I've tried to propose and I've failed once more. Maybe I should try again, the third time's the charm after all. I need to get advice on how to do this. I... I need some help. I should talk to Amir and Jasper about the situation.

"Here is your cheesecake!" The waiter beams, sitting it down on the table in front of us.

"Actually, could we get it to go? And the check, please? We... need to rush home." Cathy requests.

"Yes, of course, right away!" He hums.

Cathy's nicely-manicured nails caress my hand. I look down, not wanting to meet her eyes. I feel bad. I failed her. The waiter comes back and gives us a box and our check. I whisper that I could pay, but Cathy shushes me and puts her credit card in the card holder, on the date that I asked her out on. I can't believe I am such a coward. I'm a loser... do I deserve her if I can't give her what she wants? She paid for our meal and boxed up our cheesecake, and came over to me. She cups my chin and then lifts my hand to look at her.

"Are you ready to go home? We can get out of here, out of these clothes, and then we can just be alone with each other. Doesn't that sound nice?" Cathy questions.

I nod. "Mhmm. I feel like sleeping would do me good."

The two of us leave the restaurant and head out to her car. I sit down in the passenger seat and put my hand in my pockets. My right-hand caresses the ring box. Cathy pulls out of the parking spot and then drives home. I hum softly to myself, thinking about the night and what went wrong. I stared out the window, watching as our house got closer and closer. Cathy parks, we head inside and I hurry upstairs. I take the ring box out of my pocket and hide it in my nightstand. Seconds later, Cathy steps over to me and wraps her arms around me. She hugs me. Her warmth makes me feel all fuzzy inside.