SOMEONE TO YOU.

hannahgodwin: that feeling when you propose to your fiance and he says yes which also means he’s going to be putting up with you forever. 

Each passing second felt more elongated than the last as Hannah waited for Dylan to walk through the door. Maybe it was too risky, maybe he would think she was insane, but in the times like this one, it was all Hannah could do to return the favour with what limited time and resources were at her disposal. Each second her heart pounded at a throttling rate, her palms covered in sweat from the anticipation of what he was going to think. When he finally walked through the door, it was an immediate switch, her smile curled at her lips, her hands laid gently on her thighs as she was quickly reminded in flashbacks of all their moments they shared together, the inconceivable thought of it bringing a brigade of tears to surface on her face without saying a word. “Come here, dingus, I have something very important to show you.” Beside the bedside table there laid a lighter, as if at the ready to light the house up. Gingerly bringing herself back to her feet, she grabbed the blue lighter and began with a heavy inhale. “I remember when we had our first kiss, I had a sinus infection and you asked me if it was contagious and you grabbed my face and full on kissed the life out of me like you didn’t care if you would catch it even if it wasn’t contagious. I was so caught off guard that I didn’t realize what just happened but I knew I had wanted to kiss you again, because you knocked the breath out of me and then laughed and said ‘I think you’re safe’.” Lighting the first candle in the walk way, she took one step forward, at the ready to light another one up. “When we had our first one on one date and I told you I had my heart broken that I never thought I could find someone who would love me for me and you took my hand and we danced to ‘Kiss Me by Sixpence and you held me in your arms for what felt like seconds after that when it was really three hours. We talked forever and that was when I knew I was falling in love with you.” Again she lit the closest candle, taking one more step toward her fiance, until she stood face to face to him, ring still clutched in her opposing hand. Kneeling in front of him at his feet, Hannah closed her eyes, tears now trickling down her face, a stream still on her cheek as the tears plummeted to the floor. “You make me happier than I ever thought I would be. I’ve imagined my life with you, and I can never see my future going without you being with me. In all my life I never thought I’d be falling in love with my best friend. Dylan, you proposed to me in a unique and special way that I’ll never forget it. But I think it might be better to level the playing field and show you just how much I need you in my life for now and forever. I want to grow old with you and raise our small family together and I want everything that comes our way. Dylan Barbour, will you marry me?”

This was not how Hannah had imagined her idea to go. With what little thought she’d steeped in for so long was now coming to fruition, only with the absence of practice and now thriving off of spontaneity. The past few days in isolated solitary confinement was dragging on, with her sickness almost mocking at her at any short amount of time that it ceased momentarily in hopes that it was over. Everywhere she went, her IV scooter followed behind her, making her resemble a frail and invalid patient in hospice care. It drained her, to say the least. Though the nagging nausea was a constant reminder of what journey her and Dylan were about to embark, she wasn’t about to give up quite yet on her plans to surprise her fiance. Their first engagement was a television ratings boost, although the girl would treasure those memories on the islands of Mexico beach forever, that wasn’t how she’d pictured it, at least before her backroaded path to find the love of her life. While Dylan was conveniently showering up, Hannah made quick of her time as she gathered all of her essentials to her plan and began. Each step from the bathroom to the bedroom the couple shared contained pictures of the two together, some of Hannah’s most beloved moments with him, until it reached the opening of the door. Flooding the bedroom floor with unlit candles – leaving a small vacancy for her to stand in an open heart-shaped middle – the girl poled the sticky-note she had written with the words “Come find me and see what this life is all about. x Hannah” on the bathroom door before quickly finding her place in the abyss of the candle-filled bedroom. Kneeled to the ground on both her knees, she gently tore her engagement ring off of her finger, holding it in her palm as if her live depended on it.

@dadbarbour

hannahgodwin: so, cool story. when i finally got the courage to tell dylan that he was going to be a daddy we were on a hike and i had been puking in pretty much every bush on the way up the trail, so he obviously knew something was up. this is him attempting to make me feel better by also carrying me all the way back down because he didn’t want me getting sicker. also yes, this was two days before we were quarantined and he still hasn’t taken his eyes off me since. i did have to visit the hospital because of my sickness and now i look like even more like a freak with this iv bag hanging off my arm. but its all in good precaution that baby is perfectly fine. i can’t wait to have a family with you, dyl. this little one is going to be hearing dad jokes and be wiping its cheeks from the amount of kisses they’re already getting from outside the womb. he’s taken such good care of me, and i’m so thankful for that, that i can only imagine how great of a dad he’s going to be when they get here. i love you, dingus. also pass me the trash can and nobody gets hurt :)