"Y/n?"
You were laid up on the couch with your fiancé of two years. You'd been together much longer than you were engaged.
He was just in his boxers and you were wearing his big comfy sweater and some undies.
"Yes? Gare-."
You replied glancing up at your lover.
"I'm just wondering.. Why aren't you stressing over getting married?"
You took a second to think and bit down on your lip.
"I don't know babe. I'm just not worried about it. Are you?"
You asked a bit concerned at his sudden concern for marriage.
"No. If you're not, then I'm not."
He said calmly.
"Why the question?"
"I was thinking about it after I was asked during an interview when the wedding was going to happen and I didn't have an answer."
Your eyes widened a bit taken back.
"Oh god, that must have been embarrassing."
He chuckled and said:
"No, I just said we're both so busy that we just haven't had the time."
You sighed and said:
"I need to get on it more."
"No, you're busy. Being a model is demanding and I don't want you to add to your stress."
"I want to marry you before we start having kids Gareth."
"I definetly want to marry you too but, we'll get to it. Soon off-season. We'll get the license first. "
"Yeah? You're not going to forget you love me once we sign that piece of paper right?" You asked with a giggle. He chuckled and rolled his eyes. "I've loved you since I was eighteen. You may not believe it but when I started in Madrid, I set apart a savings account just for that ring." He said gesturing to your hand.
You fixed your pink diamond ring and said with a giggle: "Hey! I loved you too!"
"I know you did. You gave me something you can never take back."
You placed both hands on his shoulders and rested your chin on his bare chest.
"We aren't a very traditional couple are we?"
"No, as you can tell." He replied placing both hands on your bum.
"Eighteen."
You breathed out taking a second to think back to when you started dating Gareth.
"I met you at a soccer match. Our first kiss was at a park. We made love after a Year and a half. You were such a show off with your soccer skills."
"But you still wanted me."
"You're pretty hot."
"You are too."
"I remember you hit me with a ball once."
"Oh yeah!!" He said chuckling as he thought back to that day at the field.
You squinted your eyes in disagreement and replied:
"That's rude!!"
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have laughed."
He said leaning in to kiss your nose gently.
"I love you." He added giving you a big cheesy smile.
"I love you more."
"Give me a kiss?" He asked happily.
You leaned in and pressed your lips to his roughly until he pulled away.
"Do you remember, what you told me when we made love for the first time?"
"Can we try it again?"
You covered your mouth to suppress laughter and said:
"No. You told me that you'd never stop loving me."
"I never have and I never will."
