"'you're my stairway to heaven.'" dean read the inscription inside the ring, tracing his fingers over the cursive letters. "jesus, cas, you really went out and bought a ring? you really want to marry me?"
"yes. why? you don't want to?"
"no! yes! wait, i mean–" dean sighed, but replaced his slight frown with a wide smile, as he held the gold ring in his hand. "i do want to get married, i just– i wanted to do this first."
dean reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small black box.
YOU ARE READING
flower || destiel
Fanfiction"who are you?" "castiel. who are you?" -purposely lowercase [completed]
