A Suitcase: A PewDiePie and Marzia love story.

Melix Bound At Last

*Marzia POV*

The year is 2018. The 21st of April. 

We have been together for so many years seven of them. Isn't it crazy? It feels like yesterday when he locked himself up in my bathroom, bawling. Now we are in Japan, looking at Mount Fuji. Felix rubs my palm in a circular motion with his calloused thumb. He brings my hand to his lips and casually kisses my fingers. "Did you have an amazing trip?" He asks me, his blue eyes focused on my hand holding his. "Yes Felix, I'm so glad we did this, I really wanted to spend a month in Japan. Isn't it such a beautiful place?" I chirp while Felix looks at his feet and fiddles with his beige coloured yukata. "I hope today works out," he whispers to himself. " 

"Hope what works out, Felix?" I ask him. 

"No...nothing!" He kisses my hands hastily and walks away. I stand therem in the middle of the room, not knowing what suddenly got into him. Is it something that he wants to tell me? 

Never mind. 

We go down to the restaurant and sit opposite each other. Felix looks down at the ground and crosses his ankles. he wraps his hand around mine and fidgets with my jewelery. 

*Felix*

Should I propose to her now?

I mean not riiight now, maybe at the end of the meal? Marzia won't be able to enjoy it. What if she says no? Stop it, Felix. You know she loves you. But she may not be ready? But she said she's read-

"Felix?"

I smiled at her and continued to eat. 

"I lov-"

"You know what Felix? I bet after eating all this amazing food, I'm gonna have an AMAZING poo"

"Yeah Marzia, that's great" I say sarcastically, trying my best to hide my annoyance. She giggles and my annoyance is wiped away.

I just...love this girl. 

"Why...are you tearing up?"

"Ugh the wasabi" I feign choking and coughing while grabbing a cup of water. 

Well, I may love her a little too much. 

We finish eating our dinner and I am really close to throwing up. Marzia skips to the loo (literally) and I fall on my bed. I open the box that has been threatening to cut my thigh. I know this sounds extremely cheesy, but the gemstone really did shine in the moonlight. 

I want to marry Marzia Bisognin. I want to put this ring on her finger.  I want to be her husband. I want to be with her for the rest of my life. I want her to be the last one I see before I die. I want to wake up to her face every morning and hold her close to me every night. I want to kiss her and annoy her and surprise her, fill her with joy, gift her, spoil her for the rest of her life. 

I don't have anything to lose anymore. It's a yes or a no. 

I muster up the courage to call out her name.

"MARZIA?"

"STILL POOPING"

Goddammit Marzia. 

*Marzia*

I wash my hands and put on some lotion. Walking out of the bathroom, Felix hurriedly grabs me by the wrist and drags me to the balcony. 

"Look at the view. Isn't it beautiful?"

I stared at the night lights. 

"It's beautiful, Felix."

"There's another view I love, too"

I looked at him and in a second, both our hands were intertwined. 

"You."

Oh woooow. Romantic Felix back at it again. 

"Come on, let's take a picture together." 

After taking a few, he kisses me on the forehead and looks at me with love. His eyes turn blue and I feel compelled to give him a peck on his lips.

"Marzia...It's been an amazing trip and I feel so disappointed that we have to go back so soon." 

"Yeah, I can't bel-"

"THIS IS MY MOMEEEEEEENT!!!" Felix yells and laughs nervously. 

"Look, I've been wanting to do this after we returned but I didn't even anticipate that we'd have such a blast together. Marzia, you make me want to get out of bed every day and go on a new adventure with you. I want to wake up to the woman I love for the rest of my life and call you my wife."

"Marzia, will you marry me?"

Oh 

My

God.

"Yes. "

"I want to marry you."