Chapter 250
"A-and a few years ago when you were in the hospital and you told me that I was your ice cream, I don't think you realized how much that touched me. Because you, Carla Summers, are the literal goddamn reason I'm still here and breathing. You're even more than my ice cream, which is a notion that already represents some of the most important values I have in my life, but you're my fking everything."
There were tears lining her eyes now, and I think she began to catch on as she set her cup down on the table and kept listening intently. Nerves were still gripping every single inch of my body, and I even felt someone lightheaded. I don't think I had ever been this visually nervous or awkward or anxious in front of her. I mean, the first time I slept over her house I had been pretty awkward, but that was just because I was excited and didn't want to mess it up, not because I was gut-wrenchingly nervous.
"Not a single day goes by that I don't think about you, and I haven't gotten sick of you in all these years we've been together, which is a miracle because you're so damn annoying," she laughed at this, more tears building to her eyes, "and I don't want to hear any shit from you about swearing so much in my proposal because you swear in literally every sentence," I added, and her hands went to her mouth, a tear finally falling as I felt my own eyes finally starting to sting a little bit.
"You know I'm bad at talking about my feelings, let alone when about it's whatever the hell I feel for you, because it's so deeply consuming and eternal that it feels like every sun in the universe is powering my love for you. And it feels like you're a sun, too, because you just keep bringing me out of the darkness, and then I do the same for you, and I don't think I could ever see the light of day if I didn't have you there with me to see it. You singlehandedly taught me how to have hope again, and love again, and be myself again, and you've even saved me in so many other ways, too. I am so fking lucky to have you in my life," I finally scooted out from the booth and got down on one knee in front of her. She was a mess of tears at this point, and it was an effort for me to not be the same.
"I want to spend every single day with you until we die, and I want to wake up next to you and make you coffee and hear you rant about clouds and your dreams and our kids and anything you want.. and I will always know that you will continue being my sun, and my ice cream, and my beautiful girl, and my goddamn best friend that I'll love forever," I swallowed one last time as I finished, "Carla Summers, will you continue letting me be the absolute happiest man in the universe and let me change that last name to mine," she was speechless as I said, "Will you marry me?"
She completely covered her face and then wiped her tears. I stared up at her, complete longing written over my face, and immediate relief flooding over every cell in my body when she smiled.
"Y-Yes are you fking kidding me!" She barely got out in between her sobs and rushed off of her seat to bring her lips to mine. She kept crying as she kissed me, and I hugged her into me so tight that for a moment I was afraid I might have squeezed too hard, but she hugged me back even tighter.
"I love you," I spoke into her hair as she shook, too many emotions to count surging everywhere throughout me.
"I love you," she replied, and I kept hugging her tight, completely engulfed in my arms, right where I wanted her to always be. "When did you learn how to t-talk like that?" She asked, and I laughed through my own emotions.
She finally pulled away, and I wiped some of her tears before taking the shining ring of the small box and sliding it onto her ring finger- a perfect fit. I thanked the lord that I had gotten it resized correctly, and took in how amazing it looked on her. More tears streaked her face as she gazed down at it with an enormous smile, her lips still quivering before she leaned in and kissed me again so deeply that it honestly did feel like she was a star, and that we currently had an entire universe surrounding us only for ourselves.
"Asmodeus," she said when she pulled away, and I kept my forehead pressed against hers, wanting to be as together as possible, wanting every part of us to be squished into each other and sharing each other's energy. "I have something to tell you, too."
I backed my head up a little, and she smiled again, somehow even more emotionally than before. The look on her face alone was enough to bring tears to my eyes as I waited to hear what she was going to say.
But before she said anything, she took her hands in mine and brought them to her lower stomach, putting hers on top of mine and resting them there.
I knew immediately.
And tears flooded to my eyes.
"I'm pregnant," she got out, and every single positive emotion burst within me. I almost felt like I was going to pass out, golden light seeming to be shining all around us. My eyes we're wide, but after a few seconds of shock, I smiled wider than I think I ever had before.
I was going to be a dad. And Carla was going to be a mom. And my wife.
"You have a baby in there?" I asked in between my unstable breaths, and she nodded.
"Our own little alien baby," she said, referring to all those times I told her that I thought newborn babies looked like aliens. I few tears fell down my cheeks as I looked down at her stomach and smiled again, no words possibly even coming close to being able to sum up how exactly I was feeling.
"Holy shit," I flung my arms around her and hugged her even tighter than before. "I've never been this fking happy in my entire goddamn life," my voice shook a little, and she chuckled through her tears as I kept her pressed tightly into me, both of our heartbeats still absolutely skyrocketing.
"That's it, I'm carrying you around everywhere you go," I said, half joking, and she laughed again.
"Already overprotective, I see," she replied, and I just kept her hugged to me, love practically radiating out from me. I couldn't think of a reply other than to just rest my head down in the top of hers and close my eyes, taking in her embrace and knowing that I would never forget this moment for the rest of my life.
I pushed her back a little and brought my face a bit closer to her stomach. "Hi baby," I spoke to it, and she rested one of her hands on my shoulder, the other still on one of my hands.
"There are no ears that can hear you yet," she told me and chuckled, but I just kept smiling down at her stomach.
"We have to stop swearing and we need to find someone to sing to your stomach because we both suck at it and we don't want to scare the baby, and maybe you should like, I don't know, start eating a lot of kale or something-" I rambled, but she laughed again and cut me off, bringing my face back up in front of hers. I hoped that she could see the love in my eyes as I held her gaze.
"Hey, we're gonna do great, okay?" She assured me, and I smiled, nodded, and kissed her before she added, "But I also will not be eating kale."
"I'll slip it into your food, don't worry," I joked, wrapping my arms around her again and hugging her with all I had. "I can't believe you have my goddamn baby in you right now."
"I love you," she told me when she slightly pulled back and looked me in the eyes again. Both of our eyes were red and full of tears, staring into each other's souls and loving every bit of them to pieces.
"I love you more."