Chp.52 Marriage?

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          Hobie's POV

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            Oh. My. God. Pavi just asked if we are getting married. Holy shit. I don't know what to say, I... obviously want to marry him! But I don't know what to say to him. "I-uh...me-uh ma-marry?" I stutter. I am very flustered right now "IMEANOBIVOUSLYIWANNAMARRYYOUYOU'REAMAZINGANDILOVEYOUMORETHANANYTGING!!!" I 

         try to say, well scream. Miles and Gwen are sleeping on the couch, god they are just smirking at us. I mean we are both 18 so technically we could get married. "Hu-huh?" He stutters blushing. "I-I'm gonna go to sleep!" He whisper yells blushing even more. He put his head on my chest and nuzzles into me. I hold onto him tightly.

        "So are you guys getting married or not?!" Gwen whisper screams. Pavi holds onto me even more. "I-I mea-mean-!" I try to say but Pavi cuts off. "Yeah obviously I want to bu-!" He cuts himself off realizing what he said. I start playing with his hair. He hides his face in my chest. "I mean yeah I'm up for it too.

           But like we should propose." I say. "Ye-yeah, wait when's your dad coming home Gwen?" He asks trying to change the subject. "Well there was a big storm so he couldn't come home early, so he has to wait a little longer and I don't know when he's coming home." She says sounding worried. 

       "Don' worry, he'll be fine." I say trying to comfort her. I brush my hand threw his hair. I nuzzle my face into the part of his hair that I am not brushing threw. I fall asleep and dream about our beautiful wedding. We wake up in the morning Pavitr was making some pancakes in Gwen's kitchen. 

          He was humming what sounded like a beautiful song. "ਮੈਨੂੰ ਪਾਗਲ ਬਣਾਉ। ... ਤੁਹਾਨੂੰ ਉਹ ਸ਼ਬਦ ਦਿਓ ਜੋ ਮੈਂ ਨਹੀਂ ਕਰਾਂਗਾ। ਤੁਹਾਨੂੰ ਪੈਰਿਸ ਲੈਜਾਵਾਂਗਾ ਮੈਂ ਤੁਹਾਨੂੰ ਲੰਡਨ ਦੇ ਹੋਟਲ ਭੋਜਨ ਵਿੱਚ ਲੈ ਜਾਵਾਂਗਾ ਜਿਸ ਵਿੱਚ ਤੁਸੀਂ ਹੋ ਸਕਦੇ ਹੋ। ਆਪਣੇ ਪੀਣ ਵਾਲੇ ਪਦਾਰਥ ਵਾਪਸ ਚਲਾਓ..." He sang quietly in Punjabi. I get up and and hug him from behind surprising him. "Nice singin' love~"

          I flirt. He blushes. "Wha'? Ya' still thinkin' 'bout las' nigh'?" I ask him making him blush like crazy getting so flustered that he can barely talk. "I-I-I uhm...me?-N-n-wh-wha?" He stuttered. "If ya' don' wan' tha's ok!" I said. "I mean obviously-!" He said cutting himself getting really flustered.

          "Cute~ I do wanna spend the res' of ma' life with ya'~" I flirt with him even more. He turns around and hugs me putting his head into the crook of my neck. He slowly wraps his arms around me. "What age do you wanna, y'know g-get married..." He asks flustered. "Hmmm? I don' know..." I say. "Ok." He says awkwardly. "I guess I'll have to surprise you." I say smirking. 

         "Stoooop you're making me flustereddddd~" He whines. "ਤੁਸੀਂ ਹੁਣ ਤੱਕ ਦੇ ਸਭ ਤੋਂ ਪਿਆਰੇ ਬੁਆਏਫ੍ਰੈਂਡ ਹੋ." I say trying to show him that I am learning Punjabi. "Wow that was really good Hobie!" He says. "Sorry mate I dunno if I pronounced tha' right." I say nervously. "Nonono you did great!" He says with loving eyes. "ਤੁਸੀਂ ਇੱਕ ਪਿਆਰੇ ਹੋ." I try to say but I struggle a bit. "That was also good."

          He says giving me a lovingly smile. "ਤਾਂ ਕੀ ਤੁਸੀਂ ਪੰਜਾਬੀ ਸਿੱਖ ਰਹੇ ਹੋ? ਕੀ ਤੁਸੀਂ ਮੈਨੂੰ ਸਮਝ ਗਏ?" He tries to ask. "I only know those two sentences." I giggle embarrassed. He puts his hand on my face and holds it in his hand. I lean into his touch. "I love you so much I could never ask for a better boyfriend." I say putting my hand on top of his closing my eyes. "Same here." He says.

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Sry it's rlly short

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