Matsukawa – #18 Christmas proposal
His expression gives no indication of the trepidation in his heart. He’s fairly sure she’ll say yes, they’ve been together three years and those have been filled with enough ups and downs that he knows she’ll stay by him through anything.
But it’s difficult to fully combat the fear of “what if?”.
Taking a deep breath, Matsukawa checks his pocket, he’s lost count at this point of how many times, fingers rubbing against the small leather box nestled within, questions about its contents bombarding his mind.
Is the diamond too small? Is it the right cut? Did he get her ring size right? Did she want a different metal for the band?
The door opens, revealing her in a solid red dress, sparkling silver belt around her waist, a jeweled bow in her hair.
He inhales sharply, overcome with the Christmas vision she makes.
“Issei, you look so handsome!” she compliments, bright smile on her face. “Merry Christmas!”
His chest tightens, unexpected emotions welling in him faster than he can filter them. “Marry me…I mean….Merry Christmas!” he practically shouts.
She startles, eyes a bit wider.
Matsukawa is sure his heart has actually stopped beating. Did he really just blurt that out? And then correct himself like it was mistake? Granted it was, he hadn’t meant to say that now but he wants her to marry him more than anything in the world!
Before she can respond, he falls to both knees before her, grabbing her left hand. “Actually, I meant the first. I…I had a whole thing planned, clearly that’s a moot point.” He takes a deep breath, forcing himself to keep his eyes on her face. “I love you, so, so much, and I’d be deeply honored if you’d give me the best Christmas gift of my life by accepting my proposal.” Taking out the box, he opens it, holding it up before her. “Will you marry me?”
In the twinkling lights of the tree, he can see tears welling in her eyes but her smile assures him of their nature.
Falling to her own knees, her arms wrap around his neck. “Yes, Issei, I’ll marry you.”
He smiles, pulling back to slip the ring on her finger and press his lips to hers.