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A little proposal	By : Fairycakeater Category: +M through R > Ninjago Views: 2824 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I blushed heavily, how did I not know that she would counter with that? Sometimes I think that she's too quick. Well, she was this time and I was completely bowled over, so much so that my tongue rolled up into my mouth like a titanium sleeping bag.
All of the moisture from my mouth had vanished leaving me unable to form any type of coherency. I felt like a bumbling idiot or a school child who had just been told off for skipping class. Told off in front of the whole school, yeah it was that bad!
I tried to recompose myself, "I-I uhm, Nya that wasn't what I-I meant to say, it was just that I-I uhm." I failed miserably, my cheeks now felt like they were burning.
"Are you always this articulate Jay?" She chuckled, teasingly and stroked my cheek. "You seem nervous, a little warm too, are you ill or coming down with something?" She looked concerned until I shook my head and met her brown eyes.
I appreciated the sentiment behind the sympathy, it spurred me on. "I'm n-not ill, honestly Nya, it's just I wanted to ask you something. Uhm, something important."
She cocked her head slightly and watched as my posture shifted, to allow me to grab the flowers behind me.
I took a firm hold of the flowers and looked at them for those fleeting seconds, raising the hand tied thing slowly and deliberately before passing it to her. The florist had indeed done an amazing job, it was a blue posy as I'd asked for, just the right amount of white and green to break it up with and a little note.
'Haa well considering how much they cost me I was kinda expecting them to be gilt but no, just pale blue will suffice. I mean it's not every day you spend $300 on a small freaking bunch of flowers that'll be dead before next Friday….gah, I need my head looking at, maybe Zane can help ahh who am I kidding.'
Nya's eyes had widened considerably when she saw what her boyfriend was attempting to do with a hint of awkwardness, she could tell he was nervous, it wasn't an easy thing to propose. Even the most seasoned of eligible bachelors had found the whole proposal thing difficult because the wrong answer from their beloved could either break their hearts and of course make or break all their hard work.
And Jay had indeed worked hard, most of it had been in secret. Other than his basic below average wage pizza job he also held a lucrative position at BORG industries, helping the new CEO to create a new self-reliant core. This one, he patented was further used as a backup power grid, a simple creation that used the momentum of water currents to divert into a form of sustainable energy. It was taking the pressure off the grid and over mined fossil fuels all in the name of making a little extra money.
But the whole four months wasn't easy in the slightest, he had hidden it from everyone, well everyone except Kai! The exception to the rule, Kai was the only one who knew all and that was because he was insistent that he knew everything pertaining to Nya and how well Jay would care for her. He was like the extremely over protective father figure who would be tapping his watch at one minute to nine from inside his car. The one who would likely be standing on the porch ready to accept his sister back into the house without so much as a goodnight kiss.
Yeah, Kai was the incredibly overprotective brother, but for good reason. Jay would never try to stop him, he would always back down to avoid confrontation. After all, Kai was all the family Nya had since their parents had moved on, they had retired after fighting for the greater good. So typically they both stuck to each other, sharing that same unbreakable bond, blood always being thicker than water.
The slate floor was so cold and largely unforgiving, especially when most of his weight was now on one bent knee. Looking around himself, Jay breathed a shaky sigh of relief, the sycophantic maitre d' had gone downstairs. Jay hoped he had gone to pester some other businessman into buying a Chablis, Chateaux Neuf du Jamanakai or Cotes du Ninjago. His eyes inadvertently rolling, that was exactly what the overpaid waiter was doing.
'Excellent choice sir, you have a fantastic taste a good palate. You are a true wine connoisseur.'
Jay knew he had to make his move and fast because the self-titled, overpaid, pompous, overbearing, sycophantic, stuck up maitre d' would be back to make them leave.
'And all because Nya had a giggling fit, I mean come on…her laugh is like music to my ears, amongst other noises.' He smirked again, the blush creeping back.
He delved his hand into his trouser pocket and grasped at the little black box, never feeling so much pressure in all his life as he did right at that moment.
His immediate thought flashed back to his fathers' book, Cliff Gordon's book, the one that the Tiger Widow had later destroyed. He had read some parts in great depth, some of it was a pure cheese fest, no wonder the man lived alone if he wrote that book. No self-respecting woman would marry him after reading that rather one-sided heavily sexist piece of literature.
'When you intend to marry her and make her your wife, you go ahead and propose to her. Your intention is to ask for her hand in marriage….'
'What you shouldn't say while you propose; Avoid poetries like the plague especially when you propose. It should be a moment of surprise for her. Poetry spoils it because it can drag on and the proposal becomes arduous. That is unless you are really good with poetry and know how to work magic with your tongue.' Jay smirked.
'Don't use humour, it's funny but not romantic; You don't want to make this proposal to your future wife an actual joke unless you are already a part of a circus act and clowning around is your main act. For your future wife, it's serious business and should be treated as such. You don't need to use jokes to hide your nervousness because being nervous looks a little romantic in itself'
Don't be too casual because being too casual isn't romantic either; Simply put, the more emotion there is, the more romantic it gets. You don't need to get too emotional but being too casual does not work either...just go for it.
Now armed with the posy of flowers in one hand and the ring box in the other, he paused before recomposing himself. He cleared his throat and looked back up to her.
"Nya, I brought you here today because…I wanted to ask you a question." Silence ensued, she was holding one hand over her mouth, the other hand holding onto the table for support.
Nya looked like she was going to pass out, she actually looked more nervous than he did.
Jay spoke in a low whispering tone, all seriousness, his voice clear and calm if only his body was feeling the same. "I love you Nya, f-forgive me for keeping secrets from you but as always I only ever had the best intentions and…. "
He passed her the flowers first and she took them with a shaky grasp and a huge smile painted on her face. She was shocked, he could tell that much. Her cheeks were doused with a fine red tint that could also be attributed to the wine. But at least she was smiling, even if most of that beautiful expression was hidden behind her hand.
"Nya, I-I fell in love with you the day I saw you. You complete me in every possible way, you're the light of my life and I want to share every waking moment with you. Seriously Nya, I will take care of you and I will never make you cry."
Nya's eyes were watering, visible tears had formed and were threatening to spill over like a dam, the floodgates were almost open and fit to burst.
"I-I promise to never leave you alone, I promise to be with you for life."
He fumbled with the box in one hand, popping the lid open with his thumb. He raised it up and toward her face. He could see the gold and diamond sparkling in her eyes.
Nya's eyes had widened so much they could have been classed as saucers, mostly magnified by the huge collection of un-shed tears that were waiting to spill down her cheeks.
"Will you marry me? Nya, will you do me the honour of being my fiancé and my wife?"
She didn't answer, she was too shocked, her breathing had momentarily stopped, her stupefied expression was stuck like a broken DVD.
'Dammit, Jay, too much emotion and that's what ya get!' He chastised himself mentally and then watched in slow motion as Nya tumbled to the floor. He just wasn't quick enough to catch her body but he threw himself flat enough to stop her from hitting her head.
The flowered posy had been thrown clear across the upper floor and the ring box had snapped shut. Most, unfortunately, the exertion of stretching into such a rapid change of position in something as stiff as a suit had caused a rip in a rather embarrassing area. A sudden cold breeze was now making itself known as he lay on the floor belly down, with Nya's head in his splayed arms.
His beautifully blue lightning patterned boxers were now clear for all to see. He quickly righted himself and swung his legs around like a lazy break dance, until he was sitting upright, another ripping noise ensued and he swore loudly.
"Nya!...Are you o-okay?" He whispered in concern.
She opened her eyes and nodded sheepishly, " Sorry, I kinda ruined the moment, didn't I? I figured that, by your speech, you had been planning this for some time and I just ruined it." She slowly readjusted her position from the floor.
Jay shook his head and raised her gently to sitting. "You didn't ruin it, Nya. Not at all." Inwardly he sighed, he didn't want to force an answer from her or even repeat the question because he knew she had heard it the first time.
"Then….let me make it up to you later, just me and you in my room tonight."
Jay rubbed the back of his neck, putting on his best smile. "After dinner then?" He enquired.
Nya nodded, her smile reaching across to Jay who was seated on the floor with her. "After dinner and I'll tell you then." She said closing the gap and placing a heavenly kiss on Jay's lips that certainly lingered far longer than it should.
The maitre d' had soon traversed the stairs because of the loud clattering and subsequent thuds that sounded like bodies dropping. It wasn't far from the truth, he had found them both on the floor, both red-faced and staring at each other before staring back at him. He simply raised his brow and lifted his nose so far up that he looked like he was about to topple over backwards. Once Nya had recovered enough they both erupted into a fit of giggles again.
The maitre d' finally snapped and slammed down the bill, never had he felt so belittled by clients that he had ever had to order their removal from the premises…until now.
Jay smirked and paid the bill and that was all, he left no tip not even a 10%. He didn't care for the stares he got from the waiters or businessmen, he knew what they were staring at just by the additional breeze he could feel. His smart suit trousers were ripped from the back to the front, luckily held up by his belt.
'But what a rush right? So what if I ripped my pants whilst proposing!…Haa I guess not many guys can say that happened to them right at the crux.'
"Come on Nya, we've gotta get back, I kinda promised Wu we'd be back before 2 pm…" He summoned his elemental dragon and pulled Nya up. His elbows now starting to ache a little after hitting solid slate flooring.
"I promise you, Jay, I'll tell you later and I'll make it up to you….." She held her little finger out.
Jay looked at the proffered digit, "You promise you'll give me your answer later. A pinky promise it is then." He twisted his neck and delved his tongue into her mouth, she reciprocated as the dragon reared into the air, her moans beginning to make him lose all focus again.
He broke the kiss, "Come on lets' get back to the guys, sure they've missed our company for a few hours and I think you need a lower altitude and maybe some more water."
He felt the dragon as it soared, guiding it at a lower altitude where the oxygen was more abundant. Flying back the way they came, noting the sun had now completely been obscured by the angry grey clouds looming overhead. Petrichor was ripe in the air, rainfall was evident to the north but they were flying the opposite direction.
Back over the now wind swept blossomed orchards, the petals following them both, the proposal lamented in his mind. The day was far from over and his stress levels were still as high as they were this morning. The reason being, was that she still hadn't given him the answer, so he was effectively stuck in a petrified stance, forever on bent knee waiting for an answer with the same uncertainty looming over him.
"She squeezed her arms around his waist, feeling his breathing quicken. "It was just the moment….and m-maybe the alcohol too." She hid her blush and nestled her face on Jay's back.
"Home sweet home, take us back to the Bounty Jay, onwards and upwards….Oh, and Jay, thank you for this meal, these somewhat battered flowers, the proposal and…. I love you."
She felt a chuckle from him even though she couldn't see his face. "I love you too Nya, and, you're welcome."
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