The Accidental Proposal [Giovanni & Nimue]

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She felt like he pulled her closer and she blushed a little. Oh, right, he wasn't. Good to know, mhm. She felt like her brain now kept swimming in an ocean of insecurity. Though she was entirely happy, she did not know how to react. "I am glad." She whispered when he said so and she would let him kiss her and reply to his kisses and remain seated she would just smile in it when he kissed her a few more times and she would nod when he mentioned they were engaged. Right, not how she expected it to go or the timing of it seemed off but like she thought before it wasn't bad it was just. God, never mind he was so cute and he wanted to get a ring for her. Literally she wanted nothing else. She still had to focus but her adrenaline and just the butterflies that zoomed and raced each other in her stomach were like: forget the timing, just pick a ring. "You don't mind doing that?" Even if he said he would let her chose whatever she desired, she already had an idea of what she wanted, there had to be room for improvement so she did not ruin everything for him.

She would almost move to get off but he took her attention back after a few seconds of silence and asking her quite straight forward how many kids she wanted and she blushed a little, looking away for sure before she answered. "Three." What more could she say ehm, what would he ask next, oh! "I don't care for their gender, as long as they are healthy and happy right?" She looked shyly back at him, not entirely sure what his wishes were but she felt like immediately dropping another bomb of wanting three kids was a lot, which was also why she didn't want to start too late.

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She felt so strange, as they just confessed that three was okay and that it did not matter about gender or anything but she was afraid. "let me change, alright?" If he really wanted to get the ring now or was it she who wanted that? Was she so blinded by the fact that she always wanted this? By the fact that her father said that she would feel when it was right and this felt so right? "I-I mean that is if you really want to go? I am not pushing you right?" She would ask again and again, blinded by her happiness? Afraid she would screw up and push him away. Mexico had been amazing and she had not felt closer to anyone ever before and she loved him so much. She wanted to stay there after her patrol this morning she was so tired and just curling up but the idea of getting a ring (she told herself a small one would do for now). She just wanted to make sure all was right.

Tired, but exited is how she got upstairs to change in something else that wasn't just easy clothing underneath her hero outfit but proper clothes, a green dress and making sure she would wear sunscreen and her water-proof make-up hiding her scar and the red markings on her face. Civilian Nimue was ready to go out. Nervous... but Ready.

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Powdering her face, contouring the lines... She missed Mexico or places where she could be just herself and did not have to worry about hiding the red markings on her face. Everything and all to try and hide who she was here. The new one, the number one and she was honoured surely, but sometimes she wondered and now she did again, what if she wanted children? How did that work? Should she ask Keiko? Should she ask the PSC? Would she get a ten-month break or something like that? Because she would need that for sure, she couldn't go run around when... Okay, not yet, in a few years and who knew where she was at that point in her life then? Right? She would try to focus on now and try to not think too far, maybe he suddenly seemed more eager to get kids or maybe she was daydreaming. Picking a green dress, she would finish her hair and check her looks in the mirror before looking up as Giovanni joined her in the bedroom and was wearing a suit. His hair slightly wet still of the shower and she wondered how long she had been wondering about anything that could go wrong.

She let him kiss her cheek and got up to ask about her being pushy. She wasn't sure if she was doing the right thing but he called her worries nonsense and she felt herself calming down. Right, they were acting on words and learning more about each other. She looked at their hands, smiled softly and just nodded, yes, she remembered. "Fine, yes I want that too." Flustered and not appreciating the lie back in December, she now saw it. One day maybe, but at this point she wasn't convinced if she wanted his surname, a discussion for another time maybe?

She giggled as their foreheads touched and he said the more the merrier, "Who knows." One day, she just wanted all of that one day and she did hope that he would join her to parties with her friends and the like. One day, some day. "Shall we- shall we go?" She took her purse, ready to leave the house and go to the shopping centre or Tokyo or whatever he wanted to figure it out.

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She first just walked with him to the car, watch him being a gentleman as usual. So it wasn't something she confirmed but it did make her smile and wonder. That's what she wanted, that's what made her fell in love with him in the first place, his behaviour towards her. The respect and the caring about her and she just loved it. She would wait for them to drive to whatever store he had in mind. Honest, she did not pay much attention to jewellery stores, she did not own many necklaces and one was gifted to her by him and she did not wear earrings so... it was something. She was thinking about what to say while he asked her to look for music. "Oh, sure." But actually no, she wanted to talk but she was lost for words. They were doing this wrong, the engagement and she had ruined his potential proposal, surely she had ideas but she might hate herself for allowing her to do this, even if he said she wasn't pushing him. She would try to find the one cd she liked with the ballads but she stopped.

"You never really told me much about your family?" She wanted to know as she had a question she considered. But he never talked about his parents, nor had she said much about her mother so it was fair, she had met his brother and he mentioned sisters before but still, was that not something to talk about? Surely she shouldn't think about a wedding but she was wondering how Italy worked with that and what he had in mind? She wanted to ask so many questions but for now, it was just a question of where he was taking her, how long they would drive? She finally noticed the cd and got it out of the little stack and held it in her hands, Italian ballads, sure was good right?

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Had she said something wrong? He seemed hesitant and just asking her what she wanted to know but... wasn't there anything he wanted to share? "Well just ehm about anything? I only saw your brother when you went to England. You don't like them?" What was there to say, should she give the initiative about talking about her mother and more about her father? "I-I just want to know more about you." She turned her attention from him to her lap, not sure what to say. If they were going to get married, one day, someday. Wasn't it something to meet your family? If they were in different continents to at least know more about them? She looked from the corner of her eye to Giovanni again, but he was now focused on driving and she wasn't sure what to say about it. "Do you look more like your mother or like your father?" She wasn't sure what to ask, if it was offensive or bad, what if he didn't like either of his parents or she made the mistake if one of his parents had died. She just wished he would share with her.

Maybe she talked too much, maybe that was the issue all the time. She came in crying about her father or memories and she told him about the colour of her skin and yet... he never told her anything and she froze in her seat. Was she that bad? For never asking before? Though she did ask today if he wanted kids and how he saw the future and that's what lead them to this point. He wanted to marry her eventually in a year or well four of them or so and that was exactly what she had in mind. If everything was going fine, he was careful, considerate and kind, what more did she want? Was she pushy? She said nothing, didn't look outside and fumbled the cd cover in her hands, she had not even noticed they arrived. She was just wondering too much that even the spirits could not make her stop.

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Maybe she asked the wrong conversation. Maybe she should just not ask him things he did not want to talk about, she wasn't convinced though. She wasn't convinced that this was okay, this was a fake proposal, an accidental one and she should still discover more about Giovanni in the upcoming years. That's why both of them wanted to wait, right? She looked away from him, but she did listen, he first confirmed, then after a short moment of silence he continued, he did not like them but they were still his family. "Sorry." It only confirmed more that she shouldn't have asked, gosh darn, why did she ask two questions at the same time. So often did they tell her that you shouldn't because people would only answer the last but he didn't and yet he continued to answer her second question. She felt guilty, asking about his mother again. She did not mean... she also meant mentally, she was most like her father, but she had traits like her mother, little less of an airhead... She bit her lip. Yea, great topic Nimue, absolutely wonderful job. She did notice he turned in his seat, so they must have parked and she lifted up her head to watch out of her window as she did not dare to look at Giovanni, even if she noticed his eyes on her.

Nothing, there had been no reason to talk about them at all. Surely she had not said much about her mother or her brother but she had talked about her father. She had told him about the art and just all that sort of stuff, so how was it not a topic that would come up. How did he not share that he knew exactly how she felt about losing a parent? Maybe it hurt him too much. "It's fine. I am sorry." Sorry for bringing it up and forcing him to talk about it. She did not dare to ask much more or to reply to anything he said, it like connected to other things and he didn't want to talk about that either, he did... maybe he did not trust her enough to share things and she took a deep breath to stop her negative nancy attitude. "We can go home if you want?" What a waste of petrol and the like, it was stupid, she should have thought about it before. "I understand." she decided to add to clear up what she meant, she did not want to force him about anything nor think about things he did not want to.

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It was kind of obvious that she did not know what to do with herself as she was looking everywhere but at him. She only did when he unfastened her seatbelt and she looked at him in surprise and misunderstanding. What was he doing? She couldn't ask as he pulled her closer and she just used that as a way of not being able to look him in the eyes either. She felt like she screwed up already. She did not know what to say, she did not have to apologize but that was the first word on her lips so what the say then? She did not want to be a negative nancy that felt like he wasn't open at all and yet after his mhm he tried to continue to explain so was that giving him the benefit of a doubt? Yet it felt so fake, everything did. They shouldn't do this, they barely knew each other is what you could conclude from this conversation. They should go home, so she offered it by moving away from his chest and looking at his chin, slowly at his nose and mouth and then his eyes. She did notice the surprise, maybe a hint of sadness and the pout on his lips. Again, she should not have said anything and just watch it unfold.

"I did but I bet it's not how you imagined ever to propose and ehm we only know each other a year and just I don't know, I don't want you to feel forced, pushed or uncomfortable because I ask questions to get to know you." Nancy, shut up. She looked away again, she felt like crying, she wanted to get a ring and be happy about it, but she kept saying things that left her mouth that she did not want to say in such a sense. She had already apologized what more could she do? He made her look him in the eye and he made her listen and she nodded, yea... right one day they would get married. She watched him kiss her hand, a romantic gesture and she felt only more horrible in the pit of her stomach.

She slowly pulled her hand back and held it with the other against her chest, shaking a little as she had no idea what to say, on the brink of tears as she felt like she was screwing it up. She felt so helpless when she couldn't find the words that she wants to say, if only she could say a simple I do. She squeaked and felt more lost when he said her name when he said all the nice stuff and she looked at him again, right in the eye. See, she had said something mean and look at him now, trying to fight for something that wasn't lost. "Don't you think it's too fast? You don't mind at all?" She asked helplessly, softly, taking his hand now by herself but looking at their hands instead of his eyes. "I want to marry you one day, and all that what we talked about I was just- I didn't know you hated them or that she passed away, I know-I mean I just want to know more about you." But what were the right questions then?