letter twenty-five

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february 15th, 2018

dear future husband,

yesterday was valentine's day. my first valentine's day in a relationship.

naturally, i felt a lot of pressure to make it perfect.

jonah and i attended the same university, however i lived on campus in a dorm, while he had his own apartment. the apartment proved to be very useful as a place of escape and privacy in our relationship, without my annoying roommates ruining moments that were meant to be personal and heartfelt.

instead of spending money on a fancy expensive restaurant, jonah insisted that i would go over to his apartment and we would cook the best dinner we've ever had.

i was nervous but i really didn't understand why. by this point, i was absolutely certain that i was in love with jonah. that he was my absolute soulmate. i planned on telling him that night, which probably explained the nerves pretty well.

i arrived at his apartment with a small bouquet of flowers in my hand, and he opened the door with a half dozen roses in his hand.

we giggled and exchanged flowers, greeting each other with a soft kiss.

i'll never get used to kissing you. it gives me butterflies every time.

we put our flowers in vases, side by side, and jonah took my hand, leading me into the kitchen.

we cooked a beautiful meal together. well, jonah cooked. i sat on the counter, completely mesmerized by his every move. my eyes were trained to his body as he moved around the kitchen, occasionally asking me to taste something. i remember smiling self consciously because this. this is all i've ever wanted.

once jonah has finished cooking our meal, he lead me into his living room. there, he had candles lit on the coffee table, many blankets adorning the couch, and disney plus was waiting for our use on the tv.

we are our pasta in silence, watching cinderella while cuddling contentedly. i was in complete bliss.

when the movie ended, jonah finally broke the silence. he started taking about how disney needed to put out a gay movie, with two princes or princesses. he talked so passionately about what he believed. i couldn't hold it in anymore.

"i'm in love with you"

that shut him up. he stared at me for a brief moment.

"i've been in love with you since the day i met you"

that's how he responded. never in my life have i experienced such a perfect moment.

i guess i say that about a lot of moments jonah and i have. because he is perfect in all honesty, and i wouldn't trade him for the world.

as i cooked and served him breakfast in bed this morning, i couldn't help but smile at my hand.

a symbol of true love was wrapped delicately around my finger, making my heart flutter and my stomach twist.

last night you gave me a promise ring.

signed,

zachary dean herron xx

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄!

HAPPY CANADA DAY to any of my canadian babes, i hope you all had an amazing day.

also jack is 21 and i would like to uno reverse pls. i just want him to be a baby forever, is that too much to ask?

anyways, i'm sorry this chapter is up super late, i literally just left my cousin's house and had time to write. i've had a chaotic day:)

i hope you all enjoyed! don't forget to vote and comment<3

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