"West will be down here any minute." Jensen laughs and I peck his lips for the 15th time.
"Hey you ruined the kitchen by proposing to me in it. This room will forever be my favorite spot to show you affection." I smile with my hand on his chest holding onto his shirt collar.
"You're so cute." He chuckles. I lean up and push my lips to his again. "Okay!" He laughs pulling away.
"Good morning." West says sleepily.
"Good morning." Jensen smiles.
"Good morning." I smile and turn around. Jensen wraps his arms around me and pulls me into him.
"I'm hungry. Can we have pancakes?"
"I think we can do that." I nod holding onto Jensens arms.
"Can they be blueberry ones?"
"You." Jensen points. "You are perfect."
"Okay I think blueberry pancakes are the ones for breakfast. "i pull away from Jensen and grab the mix down.
"So you what do you wanna do in the wedding?" Jensen asks west.
"Can I be the minaster guy!!"
"I don't think you can do that but you could hold the rings." I say pouring the mix onto the pan.
"We'll talk about it." Jensen reassures him.
"And plus we have to pick a date. Do we wanna do it in the summer or winter or spring or fall what're we wearing? Who'll be there? What kinda cake? Where will we do it-"
"Okay mish calm." Jensen chuckles.
"I forgot how crazy weddings are."
"So we do a small one. We invite our families and our closest friends." He says.
"I want it to be amazing."
"I know you do." Jensen walks over to me and rubs my shoulder. "I know baby."
"I'm just scared..." I whisper.
"Hey west why don't you go change and we'll have breakfast ready."
"Ok." He slides off the chair and goes up the stairs.
"Let's go out on a date tonight and talk this all over? We can talk about what kinda wedding we want."
"No we don't have too. I'll be fine."
"We're going to and you're gonna tell me your perfect wedding." He pushes his lips to my neck.
"What about west?"
"I'll figure it out okay."
"Pancakes?"
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"We're suppose to be talking." I moan.
"Do you want me to stop?" Jensen asks.
"Oh god no." I push back onto his tongue.
"You can talk." He mutters and then starts licking at me again.
"I was married once and it failed who says this time will be the right time?" I ask in a breathily moan.
"Because-" he moves up and starts kissing up to my face. "We are perfect together." Jensen licks the bottom of my lip. I close my eyes as we start making out again. "I love you so much." He whispers.
"I love you too." Jensen runs his hand down and starts rubbing me.
"Talk to me."
"Wha-ah" I bite my lip as he runs his finger against my hole. "What about?"
"Anything." He starts sucking my neck softly.
"I- I wanna- I can't." I sigh frustrated which some how makes me lose all interest in sex.
"Misha what the hell is the problem?" Jensen sits up. Have I mentioned yet he is still fully dressed and I am butt naked?
"I don't know ok! I'm scared!"
"Do you want to get married to me?" Jensen asks harshly.
"Yes. Ok I do. But hmm I don't know lets see the last time I got married it lasted like 3 years and then I cheated on her."
"Are you gonna cheat on me then?"
"No! No! I love you! Jensen you have to see that I'm nervous." I grab my jeans from the ground and pull them on.
"So- so you're having second thoughts?"
"Nooo! I love you." I lean up and cup his cheeks with my hands. "I wanna get married but I just.. I want us to date more. Does that make sense?"
"Yeah. It makes since baby." Jensen nods. "We still have a few hours if you wanna go on a date?"
"I don't think I can out." I chuckle.
"Then I will make you dinner." Jensen leans forward and kisses me.
"I love you." I sigh happily.
