Was (Elounor Fanfic)

Chapter 1

"She's always on my mind from the time I wake up 'til close my eyes.... So tell me where do I stop cause it's breaking my heart. I don't want to let her go." - Only Heaven Knows

I ran my fingers across her warm skin, tucking the hair that covers her face. I observe her, the way she closes her eyes, takes her breath and how her hands ran across the page of the book before she turn it to the other side. Those were only natural but it affects me so hard to the point where I found myself grinning when I constantly stare at her.

She caught me looking at her intently which caused her to give me playful punch to my right shoulder.

"Take a picture to make it last. I might melt with your gaze, anyway." She jokes.

She's El and I'm proud to introduce her to you. She's my girlfriend, in a serious relationship. I would never wish of anyone else. It's only she that I need for the rest of my life. I might sound cheesy but I'm serious about it.

I scooted beside her, snatching the book she's holding for a little while. She's becoming into this certain book that gets me so curious about it.

"It's late, love. You should sleep." I told her, getting the book from her hand and putting it at the table beside the bed.

"But I'm not yet done reading it. Ow please Lou, give it to me. 5 minutes more and I'll sleep then." She cooed. Pleading eyes betrayed me, letting a deep sigh; I let her win with this argument. Who can say no to that kind of puppy eyes?

But I have a better idea.

I hold the book. Scanning at the pages, "what part are you now?" I asked her.

"Page se-... wait! Are you going to read it for me?" She said and I give her a slight nod. She leant forward, putting her head to my chest; high enough to have a fair view of her reactions. I hold her body which is perfectly made for my arms. And then she points the part that she was reading earlier.

I give her a soft kiss in the forehead, sniffing the enjoyable smell of her fruity shampoo. I took hold of her hand, intertwined my fingers to her and began reading...

I look over the certain page yet I can still took glimpse of her smile playing on her face. Bedtime stories are her stuffs. 

Everyone else is able to get away with giving you things. Everyone else but me.

I wasn't expecting that first line in the book. Well, it hits me. El won't allow me to give her anything, especially luxurious ones. Even though we've been together for a perfectly long instance, we don't have anything that can emblem our affection for each other - a couple thing, at least.

I would have loved to get you a birthday gift, but I didn't. I knew that it would upset you more if I did than if I didn't. That's utterly unfair. How do explain yourself?

The character in the book speaks for me. Do I need to be thankful? Coincidence? Or an opportunity? Is it the right moment of giving her this. Before I can put up my thoughts...

"Easy." She answered the question that was indirectly for her.

I was taken aback.

Now she's looking straight into my eye; inclining higher to get a more comfortable position then her hand was cupped into my face.

"You're more important than anything else. And you've given me you. That's already more than I want. You deserve someone else but you chose to be with me right now and if you give me anything else I don't think that I can-" she confessed to me, sincerely but I cut her off by putting my index finger into her lips.

And then I grabbed the opportunity of giving her our anniversary gift. The one that I've been saving for almost a year, I quickly jumped out the covers and get the red box into my drawers.

She is giving me her abashed look made me felt uneasy. Is she gonna accept it or not? Cross-fingers!

I sit at the side of the bed and she got up to get a fair view of the thing that I was holding.

"I hope that you won't refuse this time." I started, "But please accept this ring. It was a good representation of my love for you." I somewhat laughed at my lightsome yet hesitated behaviour. My cheeks drew red when I realized how immature my speech was.

It was a diamond ring cut in a million facets, so that even in the dark, it sparkled. I inhaled in a small gasp. I need to do this, be serious. Breath in, breath out, relax.

"It's hard and unbreakable. Consistent and doesn't come flee through time."

I kneeled in front of her, taking hold of her precious hand while slipping the ring on her finger. It feels like forever doing this kind of thing even though it only happened for a minute.

"It's beautiful." She murmured. Her eyes were a spark of tears... tears of happiness.

"But don't forget the most importa representation of that ring." I whispered, moving closer to which only her ears can hear. She stayed amuse, waiting for my statement.

"It's yours." That ring and my heart are hers from now on. The representation. That's it.

I flashed the widest smile I ever did.

"Thank you for both." She said, ducking her head under my arm and cuddling to my side.

"No, thank you. It's a relief that you accept this ring easily." I said as I kissed her.

Maybe it's true, maybe it's not. But one thing I can conclude is there's no such things like coincidence. All was planned, we just got to break through it.