Kisses

twenty-six

"I can't believe sex made your appendix burst." I laugh driving him home. Turns out Misha's appendix ruptured during sex and then the walking around and everything made it burst. He stayed three days at the hospital before I finally got to take him home. Which is today. And his parents leave tomorrow. On one hand thank you god for having this happen to him because then I didn't have to go out with them I got to stay with misha and also it seemed like it was going good and I kinda wanted to see how they thought of me. But they've only seen me running their son into the hospital, shouting waiting for somebody to help us, telling misha how much I love him as he goes into surgery, then laughing like I was some druggie finding out that sex caused this.
"On the bright side you made my parents happy knowing a and I quote 'big strong handsome man like jensen is around" he looks over at me holding an ice pack to his lower stomach.
"They don't listen well. I told them to call 9-1-1 and nobody did."
"Well I love you. And thank you."
"Don't you dare do that again. I had lunch with your parents in the cafeteria and they were talking about all your ex's."
"Oh my god." Misha shakes his head.
"Apparently I am the best thing to happen to you."
"Well I agree but whyd they say that?"
"You seem focused on your work and your charity is going crazy you keep our place clean which I replied 'well we both keep it clean together' and you updated your wardrobe. You dont wear bright yellow sweaters that are 20 times bigger then you."
"Well when I have a leather jacket hottie with me of course I need to not look so dorky." I park and look at him.
"Misha you are amazing no matter what you wear I would still date you even if you wore hello kitty shirts and bright orange jeans."
"You're really nice to me." He blinks slowly with a smile.
"Well I made your appendix try and kill you so I wouldn't say really nice."
"My appendix hates me. It thinks it needs to become top boss in my body." I help him out of the car.
"Well that isn't gonna work because you're top boss lives in your pants."
"Ahh ok." He nods. We walk into our apartment to see his parents sitting on the couch talking about me.
"Heyo." Misha waves.
"Hey!" They both jump up.
"We have to leave but we want to give you this." His dad takes a box out of his pocket. A small red ring box.
"It was my grandfather's ring, misha and when you guys decide to get married I want you to use this."
"I can't dad." Misha blushes. We haven't even been dating for a year and they think for sure I'm Misha's soulmate. I think I'm his soulmate too but that doesn't mean to get married right away.
"Sure you can."
"No I mean.." He looks up at me. "I already have it picked out."
"What?" My breath hitches.
"I can't take this guys." I really hope misha has better taste because that ring is hideous. "I'm sorry guys."
"Its fine. But we gotta go. So next time?"
"Definitely. This time I don't get hurt." "Good."
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"Is that true?" I whisper as misha and I sit in bed.
"What true?"
"You have my ring picked out?"
"No. But that ring is horrible."
"Oh."
"Do you want me to have your ring picked out?" Misha asks looking at me. I shrug slightly.
"I dunno.."
"I know what I want to look at when we're ready."
"Really?" A small smile breaks onto my face.
"Yup. I just need your ring size."
"I will check that out."
"Good. Because I'm going to propose in the best way possible."
"How?"
"I can't tell you that." He grins.
"I'm really the one?" I ask.
"Yes. You are the one. My one." Misha smiles. I lean over and kiss him.
"You sure?"
"I'm positive!" He laughs.
"Good because you're my one too."
"I'm you're one two?"
"Stop." I laugh.
"I love you."
"I love you."