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ABSOLUTELY NSFF! YES. IT IS THIS FIC.

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Grace loves Hannah. She loves her so much that most of the time she can’t bear to look at it directly, for fear it will burn her up. She jokes with Hannah and insults her and hardly ever says the words because they’re so completely inadequate for describing how she feels and somehow ‘Eat shit!’ conveys it so much better.

There are times though, when they lie together in the middle of the night, sweating and sated and tangled up in each other like a Gordian knot, that Grace stops joking, looks Hannah in the eye and tells her. Those are the nights she drops all her defences and lets Hannah see her heart, and the vulnerability of it is both terrifying and addictive. Grace knows if she didn’t need Hannah so much, she’d run, but the thought of being without Hannah scares her way more than the thought of Hannah hurting her.

Hannah loves her back. No, that isn’t right. Hannah worships her. Grace catches her sometimes, in unguarded moments, staring at Grace with the goofiest look of absolute awe and devotion, as though she still can’t believe that she’s allowed to be in Grace’s presence. Hannah has no problem with ‘I love you’ and tells her at least six times a day and Grace smiles every time.

It’s probably not healthy, their devotion to each other, but neither of them care. They have each other and Grace is so determined to make sure that never changes that she spends a ridiculousamount of money on a ring, gets down on one knee and gives a long, rambling, tearful speech that in the end boils down to begging Hannah never to leave her. By the end Hannah is on the floor with her, hands covering her mouth and tears of joy sliding down her face, and when Grace slides the ring onto her finger, Hannah breaks down into full blown sobbing only moments before Grace does. It’s the weirdest sex they’ve ever had, including the time with the Dutch sex toy Mamrie bought them as a joke. They lie together afterwards, exhausted and tear-streaked, and laugh like idiots at how dramatic they managed to make something that was such a foregone conclusion that Mamrie and Tyler were running a pool on how long it would take.

Hannah outs them in her first MDK after Grace proposes. Grace watches it as soon as it’s posted and laughs happily.

“Boop boop!” Hannah says into the camera, pulling the cork on a champagne bottle. The diamond on her finger sparkles and Hannah’s grin could probably light a small house. There are the usual jokes and drinking and then, just to make it obvious to the terminally unobservant among her viewers, Hannah carefully removes the ring, kisses it and loops in onto a silver chainaround her neck before plunging her hands into whatever culinary disaster she’s attempting this week. The video proceeds as normal and Grace can just feel the Hartosexuals screaming at the screen for Hannah to tell them who gave her the ring.

After the ‘cooking’ is finished, Hannah washes her hands, dries them and slides the ring off it’s chain and back onto her finger and flashes another heart-stopping smile at the camera.

“Real talk, guys,” she says, happy and messy and totally wasted, “It’s not a prank. I’m getting married. I’m the one telling you because my beautiful fiancée has a habit of trolling you guys and I didn’t…” Hannah trails off frowning adorably.

“Grace, what if they think I’m trolling them now?” She whines into the camera, “Can you back me up on this?”

The video smash-cuts to Grace holding up a white sign with #NOTAJOKE scrawled across it.

“So yeah,” Hannah continues, “Hartbig is real, guys. Hey, should we change our names?”

Another smash cut: Grace’s sign now reads NO!

Hannah grins drunkenly at the camera and the credits roll. Hannah and Grace both get Bride-to-Be credits. Mamrie is listed as Best Man and Maid of Honour goes to Cheese.

The internet loses its collective shit.

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