A No Is A No Unless I Said Yes

Trying To Talk About Us-First Failed Attempt

Zon's POV

I so want to smack that grin off of his face and pinch his ear until they are beet red while I drag him along but held myself from doing so. I'll put those thoughts on the back burner first and get back to it later depending on how this talk will go.

"I think I'm getting a headache so let's keep this as quick as possible." I don't want to appear weak but I just need to put it out there so we don't waste time.

"Aww. I can't have my fiancé feeling unwell before the big day. Can I? Come here let me massage it for you. You'll feel better in seconds."

"Let's refrain from saying the F word shall we? It's giving me goosebumps. I have a name. Call me Zon." I finished that with a roll of my eyes.

"My Zon sounds lovely but an endearment is a must. Should I call you husband then? It's still a bit early for that but I won't mind practicing it with you." That wicked grin. He's determined to give me a full blown headache I guess.

"Should I smack you in the head? Drop the husband thing, I won't marry you. Neither would you. Let's talk about something that makes sense, yeah?"

"Strange but I can't remember saying I wouldn't marry you." He said this with a straight face.

"Okay you didn't actually said that but the look you gave--wait. Are you telling me you're actually considering this arranged marriage?"

Then came the pause. I held my breath. For how long I didn't know. Ten eternities has passed. And just when I was about to open my mouth again, he smiled that mischievous smile on me. My hand then moved on its own and smacked him on his shoulder without me even thinking about it.

"Ouch! It hurts. You can be sued for domestic violence, you know."

"Sue me if you want we aren't even married yet!" This conversation is making me doubt I'd even get past half of the average lifespan with this nutcase around.

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