I couldn't believe it when I found myself agreeing to marry my best friend that night.
**a ForthBeam short story**
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As soon as I entered my apartment after a long day at work, Beam jumped into my arms as if he had been waiting behind the door, ready to surprise me.
"Well, well, well, look who's here," I exclaimed, playfully twirling him around before pinning him against the wall. It was such a delightful way to be welcomed home, especially after a stressful day. All I craved was the solace of his embrace.
Beam had always been my source of comfort, but now that we had transitioned from friends to husbands, even if it was just for show, he provided a whole new level of solace.
As I leaned in for a kiss, he unexpectedly pushed his hands against my chest, resisting my advance.
"Sorry, no time for that," he exclaimed, his words rushing out with an unusual level of excitement, even for someone like Beam. "You need to hop into the shower right away."
I took a step back from him, but I refused to let go of his hand. Instead, I gently tugged him towards me, resting my face against his neck and breathing in his intoxicating scent. He smelled absolutely amazing, and it baffled me how I had never noticed it all those years.
"Not a fucking chance. If I get in that shower with you, we're going to end up fucking. And then you'll need a nap. Not happening."
I scoffed. "Since when is that a problem?"
"Since tonight. Now, get a move on."
"Fine." I let go of his hand and made my way wearily into the bedroom, heading towards the en suite. To my surprise, there was a neatly folded towel waiting for me. Curiosity piqued, I peeked around the corner into the bedroom and noticed a set of clothes laid out on the bed, just for me.
What the fuck?
I could hear Beam in the living room, but I followed instructions and quickly got into the shower. The warm spray felt amazing, and all I wanted was to relax and let the water wash away the stress from work. However, my curiosity got the best of me. Beam had been acting strangely since yesterday, and I couldn't help but wonder what was going on with him. So, instead of savoring the moment, I hurriedly lathered up, rinsed off, and stepped out into the steam-filled bathroom.
After I finished showering, he was patiently waiting for me in the bedroom.
"Time to get dressed. I've already picked out an outfit for you," he said.
"I noticed," I replied. "What's up with you tonight? You're acting really strange."
"I have a surprise for you, but I'll need your cooperation," he said with a mysterious smile.
He appeared incredibly solemn, and it almost made me burst into laughter. However, I managed to hold it in. Instead, I obediently put on the jeans, T-shirt, and hoodie that Beam had picked out for me.
"Make sure to wear socks and shoes as well," he instructed.
I followed his orders, but just as I stood up, Beam placed a piece of cloth over my eyes and secured it behind my head.
