He thought he'd probably stumble. He thought his napkin would catch, or his foot would kick the table, or something else clumsy and unromantic, but the truth was, getting from his side of the table to Angua's was as easy as taking a breath.
He plucked the ring from her fingers, dropping onto a knee and taking her hands in his, the diamond circlet curled around his pinkie. "So here's the thing. I lived my whole life never expecting anything good to happen to me. I had good things, sure, I had Sam and I had Bobby and my dad, but I figured that was it, and that nothing else would ever come.
"There wasn't time for it. And I told myself there wasn't need for it, almost until I believed it. And then I came here."
Dean would've have been horrified at the way his eyes stung in that moment if he'd noticed, but he only swallowed and continued.
"Everything was different. I slowed down. I stayed in one place, and I got...I got to start picking things for me. Because I wanted them, and they made me happy. I got to start dreaming again, of what kind of life I'd like to have if I could choose it, and I started reaching for it, and I got it. I know my family's safe, I have a job where I get to stop things bleeding rather than makin'em start. I have friends, I have kids I love to look after. And I've got you." Dean squeezed her hand.
"And I want to keep you for as long as you'll have me. So, Angua, I've got a question to ask you."
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Date: 2010-06-08 01:53 am (UTC)He plucked the ring from her fingers, dropping onto a knee and taking her hands in his, the diamond circlet curled around his pinkie. "So here's the thing. I lived my whole life never expecting anything good to happen to me. I had good things, sure, I had Sam and I had Bobby and my dad, but I figured that was it, and that nothing else would ever come.
"There wasn't time for it. And I told myself there wasn't need for it, almost until I believed it. And then I came here."
Dean would've have been horrified at the way his eyes stung in that moment if he'd noticed, but he only swallowed and continued.
"Everything was different. I slowed down. I stayed in one place, and I got...I got to start picking things for me. Because I wanted them, and they made me happy. I got to start dreaming again, of what kind of life I'd like to have if I could choose it, and I started reaching for it, and I got it. I know my family's safe, I have a job where I get to stop things bleeding rather than makin'em start. I have friends, I have kids I love to look after. And I've got you." Dean squeezed her hand.
"And I want to keep you for as long as you'll have me. So, Angua, I've got a question to ask you."