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Endgame Part 1

"Mmh don't stop." I whispered when he his lips suddenly stopped moving against mine, my face leaning into his to find them once more. I heard a soft chuckle escape his core and that only wanted to make me open my eyes even more. His hand briefly but lovingly went through my hair before his lips found my forehead, placing a kiss against my skin, so hot it almost made me melt.

As his lips left my skin I felt his fingers intertwine with mine, his thumb caressing the back of my hand. "Bells, you look beautiful today. Every day." He whispered in a tone that was more than his usual whisper, a tone filled with emotion and adoration I could feel his love for me electrifying every inch of my body, instantly making me feel emotional, his feelings projected on me. "Every day, you are the best version of yourself, making me want to be the best version of me, because you deserve that... and more." He had to swallow in order to finish his sentence and by the way the words left him I knew I could picture him with tears in his eyes. Lukas... "You have been my snowflake from the start, now will you be mine for the rest of my life?" His voice trembled while I took in his loving words, my heart pounding so fast I wasn't able to see the bigger picture even though I deep down knew. "Baby please, open your eyes." He whispered as not only his voice shook but his hand squeezed mine to hide its tremors.

As immediate as I opened my eyes, as instantly tears sprung to them when they found Lukas on one knee in front of me holding up the ring, The one I found in his drawer years ago. The look on his face was nervous, terrified almost even though he had no reason at all. "Lukas..." I whimpered, surprised even though I had been waiting for this for such a long time.

He looked up at my lack of words, his grey eyes soft and wanting, wanting an answer even though he should know it by heart. "Do you, Isabella? For better or for worse?" He whispered, tears stinging his eyes as if he was afraid I would say anything else than yes.

"Yes!" I raised my voice while tears waterfalled down my cheeks, my knees hitting the rug as I went down to wrap myself around him yelling yes once more in the crook of his neck. "Yes! Of course yes!" I said again, completely surprised and filled with joy.

"Yes?" He pulled back before cupping my face with both hands, his voice sounding like a sob. "Really?" He widened his eyes at me, my answer surprising him just as much as his timing for a proposal surprised me. I took in the sight before me, a white dress shirt bringing out the light in his grey eyes and his hair nervously messy, yet perfect. He was perfect and I would be the dumbest person in the universe if I didn't want to marry this man.

"Of course yes! What took you so long!" I blurted out, instantly biting my lip as his fingers tried to wipe away my happy tears. 

"Putting up these lights and lighting all these candles took ages." He smirked, both of us bursting out in laughter as we deeply stared at the happiness on our faces. "I love you." He whispered before leaning in to kiss my lips, his lips wet and salty from the tears flowing down his face. His hands went to the back of my head to hold me close to him, as if I wanted to go anywhere else then pasted against his lips. I kissed him back before brushing my nose over his, his forehead resting against mine.

"I love you more than I could ever express." I kissed him once more, my hands now cupping his cheeks. A sigh of relief left his lungs and I knew what that meant. "Don't tell me you were nervous for my answer?" I pulled back to see the lights shimmer in his eyes, a soft smirk draped on his lips. "Babe, I have pictured you down on one knee for me since college." I scrunched my nose at him and that made him chuckle.

"Well..." He gently whispered before his hand cupped mine on his cheek. "I have...uuhm..." He whispered again, bringing my hand down between us. "...been picturing this ring on your finger for a long time too." He smirked while bringing the ring to my finger, his hand shaking just as much as mine. More tears were shed the moment he slid it around my finger, the perfect sapphire for a love I dare to call perfect too. "It's perfect." He smirked at the sight of it around my finger, and my smirk mimicked his just as our thoughts. "Now let's get you inside!" He laughed before swinging his arms around my waisted, already halfway lifting me up, but I interrupt all of his actions, my tickling his sides, giving him no other option but to drop me back down on the rug. "What?" He rushed as he looked down at me with wide eyes, beholding the mischievous grin on my face.