I saw this picture I added above on Tumblr and immediately came up with this way too sappy plot with Dorian *sighs* can he marry me already? Anyways, all the English translations can be seen in the picture!
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It all started this morning. Ever since you woke up, Dorian had been flirting with you, even though he was your boyfriend and didn't even really have to anymore. You didn't mind, of course, but it was a little suspicious.
Walking downstairs, you found Dorian in the kitchen. He was shirtless and making breakfast for the two of you. You smiled and walked up to him, wrapping your arms around his torso from behind, pressing a kiss to his back.
"Hello there, mon amour. Are you hungry? Breakfast is ready," he said, grabbing two plates and making the dining table.
"You are in a good mood today," you casually stated, "got any reasons for that?"
"Yes, mon mignon, it is all because of you. You make me happy. Je t'adore," he smiled at you, taking one of your hands in his and bringing it up to his lips to press a sweet kiss on your knuckles. You let out a giggle and shook your head at him.
"Stop making me blush already, you big fool!"
"Not a chance, bébé, I am a fool for you," he winked and resumed eating breakfast.
This had gone on the whole day. Even during the evening he kept making sappy remarks. He had you wrapped around his finger. This man was your whole life, but this was becoming a little weird now.
"Mon trésor? Can you come here for a moment?" Dorian shouted from the kitchen, hoping you'd hear him. You shouted back that you were coming.
Walking into the kitchen, you raised your eyebrows as you saw that Dorian had decorated the whole kitchen. There was a bottle of some expensive wine on the table, and there were rose petals all over the place. You walked closer to Dorian, taking his extended hand in yours. You were about to speak up when he put a finger against your lips.
"I've been wanting to do this for a little while and I figured I couldn't wait any longer. I bet you knew something was up when I started calling you all these cute names this morning," he said, to which you nodded.
"Ever since I met you, I knew that I would make you mine someday, and I am so glad that I did. Je ne peux pas vivre sans toi. I will love you until the day I die, my love. Je t'aime de tout mon cœur, so, baby girl," he said, going down on one knee, making you gasp in shock. "Will you marry me?"
"Yes, Dorian, yes! Of course I will marry you!" You managed to say, tears blurring your vision. You looked at the engagement ring and shook your head smiling. "You're way too good for me Dorian, I love you so much."
"I am so glad I can finally call you my fiancée," he said in between kisses. You were blushing and giggling like a little girl, but you couldn't help yourself, "I am all yours, babe."
