Once a Repair nerd, Always a Repair Nerd.

10 1 0
                                    

"There's a guard on your left, love." I say, through the inter com, I hear a scream and explosion. "Thank you, Sara." Jamison says, they got what they came for. "C'mon, get the hell outta there before the cops show up!" I snap, it took the two awhile to get back, but I'm happy to see Jamison didn't get hurt this time.

I kiss his forehead, and the begin checking for injuries. "Saris, I'm alright. I always am." He says, hugging me. I blush a bit, feeling like a dork for worrying but... it's what I do a lot. I go and work on my guns and other things upstairs, I can't tell you the last time I had relaxed. 

Jamison sits beside me, "What ya working on?" He asks, I turn to face him, "Just some dumb things that don't work." I rub my eyes, tired and kind of bored. He puts an arm around me, just fiddling with my hair. "I wanted to ask you something... I just don't know how you'll react..." He took a deep breath, exhaling nervously. "Shoot." I say, lifting an eyebrow. 

"Marry me?" he says, nervously blushing. I blush and slowly hide my face with my hands, muttering out "Yes", I can feel the heat burning on my ears and all around my face. He slowly removes my hands from my face and locks lips with me. 


"I love you." I blush, he pins me to the sofa. He's blushing like mad, he gets close to my ear and whispers, "I love you too." 

Things escalated from there.



WastelandWhere stories live. Discover now