The clock that hung above the wall read 3;25am. Shawn was due home at 4:00am from tour. He didn't want me to meet him at the airport or wait up for him but I wanted to see him when he got home.
I snuggled with a blanket in the couch catching up on episodes of the 100 and other series that I had missed. My cup of hot cocoa next to me on my side table and my phone on charge by the closet plug socket. The seconds seemed to tick by but the minutes dragged.
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"Baby, baby, wake up" I opened one eye and was greeted with Shawn's beautiful face. I smiled slightly and closed my eyes a little more. He muttered a little something which was barely audible.
"Marry me" he said. I opened my eyes a little and furrowed my eyebrows. "I know now isn't the best moment but j can't bare to be away from you any longer. Those last 4 months were the hardest 4 months of my life and I want to spend every single last day of my life with the most beautiful, courageous, outgoing girl I have ever met so please, marry me"
"Am I dreaming this? Because if I am I will be very disappointed in myself" he chuckled.
"No baby, you're not. I really want you to marry me. I don't have the ring yet because as soon as I saw you I knew I wanted to marry you but it was sudden. It was like a pang in my chest when I saw you asleep on the couch signalling to me that I, Shawn Peter Raul Mendes want to spend the rest of my life with you (y/f/n)." I looked back at the clock. 4:37. I smiled before nodding my head.
"Yeah" he grinned and pressed a kiss against my lips.
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