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آپ couldn’t wait for Ludwig to come home—it was your fifth anniversary (you had been dating for five years) and he always remembered occasions that were special to you. Often, آپ wished آپ could make the occasion مزید special سے طرف کی being مزید than his girlfriend, but آپ were happy, regardless.
Glancing around the foyer where he would greet you, آپ prided yourself on the gorgeous display of his favourite flowers, the banister you’d fashioned yourself, and the petals embellishing the floor; your work had paid off beautifully.
This was perfect.
Except for the fact that Ludwig was still at work; he was never late! It was odd.
Scurrying into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ to finish dinner, آپ didn’t notice the front door quietly opening and closing. Before آپ knew it, two strong arms were wrapped around your waist.
“Eep!” آپ squeaked, surprised. “Ah! Ludwig! You’re home!” A smile تقسیم, الگ کریں your lips.
“Happy anniversary,” Ludwig gruffly greeted, grinning as آپ turned to kiss him excitedly.
“Okay!” Your bubbly excitement kicked in. “Dinner will be ready in just a minute!”
Ice blue eyes suddenly intense, Ludwig exclaimed, “Hold on! There is something I want to do before dinner.” Immediately, آپ pouted. Always, آپ started your traditions with dinner. Never, however, could آپ disagree with Ludwig when he had such an earnest look in his eyes and آپ wondered briefly if he had already made آپ dinner, hence why he was late.
Ludwig didn’t say anything as he چرا لیا, چوری کی your smaller hand into his own and led آپ back to the foyer.
He was counting on آپ to be blissfully oblivious until the right time came.
Luckily, آپ usually were.
Allowing yourself to be led, bouncing behind him, آپ noticed how serious he seemed. This puzzled you. Was something wrong? “Ludwig? Is everything okay? آپ seem tense!” Your wide eyes searched him curiously, seeking his face, and when his eyes became available, there was only one way to describe them: emotional. Your lips fell ajar, but آپ stayed silent.
“Here,” his voice was hard, “close your eyes. No peeking.”
Obediently, آپ did as آپ were told. Though, آپ squinted a little upon hearing him unzip his bag in a flustered manner; but as soon as he whipped around, your eyes were shut tightly. دل and head racing, آپ wondered what he was up to. Surprise love-making filtered into your mind, but he was too solemn for that. Hide and seek seemed like the better idea. Oh, wait! آپ knew now. He had to be hiding a gift for آپ to find!
“All right,” Ludwig eventually said, voice muffled, “open.”
Carefully, آپ opened one eye. It took آپ a moment to realize that the blue gaze آپ searched for was staring at آپ from below. Looking down, آپ met his embarrassed, flushed face. He was on one knee and holding a ring box, which he held out to you. As your gape descended upon the rim of the box, he prudently flicked it open to reveal a ring.
A beautiful, intricate diamond sparkled at you.
“W-whoa!” Tears whelmed in your eyes as آپ carefully accepted the gift. “This is beautiful!”
Smiling bashfully, Ludwig muttered, “I thought آپ would like it.” Too dazed to think normally, آپ admired the ring as آپ slipped it onto your finger. Reddening, آپ realized Ludwig was watching and آپ tilted your head. He lifted a serious eyebrow. “Is that a yes?”
“Eh?” آپ blinked. Realization whacked آپ upside the head. “Oh! OH! Um…”
Now tears were running down your cheeks, concerning Ludwig. Standing and curling a strand of your hair around his finger as he pulled your face close to his, he murmured, “Are آپ okay?” آپ nodded erratically. Ludwig reached the conclusion that آپ were shocked. “You know, even though it annoys me sometimes, your oblivious reactions are kind of…cute.” He shifted against you, hand dropping to your waist and pulling آپ closer. “Do آپ understand my question?”
Head falling آگے then back, آپ looked up at him. “I understand, but,” آپ smiled, “say it?”
Eyes widening, blush sprawling across his pale cheeks, Ludwig glanced away. Lifting your hands to his face, آپ guided his gaze to آپ as the German muttered, “Marry me?”
“Yes!” Your face lit up and آپ threw your arms around him. “Yes! Yes! YES!”
Kissing his lips excitedly, آپ felt his passion push into آپ as he pinned آپ against the دیوار and kissed آپ back, lovingly. He showed his affections physically, a method آپ understood, and as his kisses became deeper and sweeter, آپ realized how much he meant to you. This was your world, your everything, your Ludwig.
This was the best دن of your life and nothing could distract آپ from loving this man.
Not even the smoke alarm ringing in the kitchen.
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آپ couldn’t wait for Ludwig to come home—it was your fifth anniversary (you had been dating for five years) and he always remembered occasions that were special to you. Often, آپ wished آپ could make the occasion مزید special سے طرف کی being مزید than his girlfriend, but آپ were happy, regardless.
Glancing around the foyer where he would greet you, آپ prided yourself on the gorgeous display of his favourite flowers, the banister you’d fashioned yourself, and the petals embellishing the floor; your work had paid off beautifully.
This was perfect.
Except for the fact that Ludwig was still at work; he was never late! It was odd.
Scurrying into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ to finish dinner, آپ didn’t notice the front door quietly opening and closing. Before آپ knew it, two strong arms were wrapped around your waist.
“Eep!” آپ squeaked, surprised. “Ah! Ludwig! You’re home!” A smile تقسیم, الگ کریں your lips.
“Happy anniversary,” Ludwig gruffly greeted, grinning as آپ turned to kiss him excitedly.
“Okay!” Your bubbly excitement kicked in. “Dinner will be ready in just a minute!”
Ice blue eyes suddenly intense, Ludwig exclaimed, “Hold on! There is something I want to do before dinner.” Immediately, آپ pouted. Always, آپ started your traditions with dinner. Never, however, could آپ disagree with Ludwig when he had such an earnest look in his eyes and آپ wondered briefly if he had already made آپ dinner, hence why he was late.
Ludwig didn’t say anything as he چرا لیا, چوری کی your smaller hand into his own and led آپ back to the foyer.
He was counting on آپ to be blissfully oblivious until the right time came.
Luckily, آپ usually were.
Allowing yourself to be led, bouncing behind him, آپ noticed how serious he seemed. This puzzled you. Was something wrong? “Ludwig? Is everything okay? آپ seem tense!” Your wide eyes searched him curiously, seeking his face, and when his eyes became available, there was only one way to describe them: emotional. Your lips fell ajar, but آپ stayed silent.
“Here,” his voice was hard, “close your eyes. No peeking.”
Obediently, آپ did as آپ were told. Though, آپ squinted a little upon hearing him unzip his bag in a flustered manner; but as soon as he whipped around, your eyes were shut tightly. دل and head racing, آپ wondered what he was up to. Surprise love-making filtered into your mind, but he was too solemn for that. Hide and seek seemed like the better idea. Oh, wait! آپ knew now. He had to be hiding a gift for آپ to find!
“All right,” Ludwig eventually said, voice muffled, “open.”
Carefully, آپ opened one eye. It took آپ a moment to realize that the blue gaze آپ searched for was staring at آپ from below. Looking down, آپ met his embarrassed, flushed face. He was on one knee and holding a ring box, which he held out to you. As your gape descended upon the rim of the box, he prudently flicked it open to reveal a ring.
A beautiful, intricate diamond sparkled at you.
“W-whoa!” Tears whelmed in your eyes as آپ carefully accepted the gift. “This is beautiful!”
Smiling bashfully, Ludwig muttered, “I thought آپ would like it.” Too dazed to think normally, آپ admired the ring as آپ slipped it onto your finger. Reddening, آپ realized Ludwig was watching and آپ tilted your head. He lifted a serious eyebrow. “Is that a yes?”
“Eh?” آپ blinked. Realization whacked آپ upside the head. “Oh! OH! Um…”
Now tears were running down your cheeks, concerning Ludwig. Standing and curling a strand of your hair around his finger as he pulled your face close to his, he murmured, “Are آپ okay?” آپ nodded erratically. Ludwig reached the conclusion that آپ were shocked. “You know, even though it annoys me sometimes, your oblivious reactions are kind of…cute.” He shifted against you, hand dropping to your waist and pulling آپ closer. “Do آپ understand my question?”
Head falling آگے then back, آپ looked up at him. “I understand, but,” آپ smiled, “say it?”
Eyes widening, blush sprawling across his pale cheeks, Ludwig glanced away. Lifting your hands to his face, آپ guided his gaze to آپ as the German muttered, “Marry me?”
“Yes!” Your face lit up and آپ threw your arms around him. “Yes! Yes! YES!”
Kissing his lips excitedly, آپ felt his passion push into آپ as he pinned آپ against the دیوار and kissed آپ back, lovingly. He showed his affections physically, a method آپ understood, and as his kisses became deeper and sweeter, آپ realized how much he meant to you. This was your world, your everything, your Ludwig.
This was the best دن of your life and nothing could distract آپ from loving this man.
Not even the smoke alarm ringing in the kitchen.