“We’re not closed off”
What do you mean?
I mean that we’re not technically closed off
What do you mean closed off? What the fuck is closed off? Why is this on technicality?
I mean —
And don’t lie to me Ian, please, I beg you. Don’t.
I would never lie to you
Then tell me exactly what you mean
I don’t mean it in a bad way whatsoever
Then tell me! What do you mean? Do you not love me anymore… Ian?
I do! Z, you know I do, I don’t want you to ever doubt my feelings for you, I love you so much that I never want to blink again if it means I get to spend every waking minute looking at you, I don’t want to share the the oxygen I breathe with anyone else but you, I want you forever ingrained into my memory, let the sight of you be the only thing my eyes ever behold, it’s only you for me… I choose you Z…
You —
you say this but how could I possibly trust you now?! You won’t even tell me why you said that we’re not closed off
*cries hysterically*
I meant that we were yet to put a label on what was happening between us, I want to and I know you want to but I’m yet to make it happen
So you want to put a label on us? Do you really mean that?
I do
You do… so why did you passionately hug that girl at the store!?!
I did not ‘passionately’ hug her! She was about to bump into me and make us both victims of a slippery accident so I put my arms on her shoulder to hold her steady, how was that passionate hugging?
Yeah but —
well she seemed really happy in your arms and all, I mean that’s how it seemed, okay maybe she was being polite amid the awkward situation… but still! I didn’t like the way I felt after the first glance, it did not feel good at all
Z, were you jealous of a 60 year old waitress?
Well, she wasn’t that old, she could still be your type, old does not mean expired ya know
*laughing now*
Fine, fine, you are right, you win you win
Of course I win, you had no chance of winning after dissing old people
I didn’t dis —
you know what, yeah, you’re right, I had no chance of winning
No you didn’t…
*serious expressions now*
I love you, Z
I believe you
I want to sleep, eat and breathe with you for the rest of my life
…
Will you marry me, Z?
…
I love you, Ian
I choose you.
So yes, I will marry you!
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