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Post by George Weasley on Jun 25, 2009 20:42:01 GMT -5
George had left the shop in a hurry. It was closed anyway. He was still shaken and surprised of his comment. And he needed time alone to understand what he just said.
After they closed the shop, George noticed Alina was already upstairs. He joined her. She wasn't too happy. She asked him if he really needed to be that friendly with the female customers. He said it was only to sell, it meant nothing and that besides she was getting more attention than him. She told him she didn't like it because she felt he was flirting more with them than with her lately. He said he didn,t need to flirt anymore she was already his. In response to that, she reminded him they weren't doing much together and that it had been a long time since he was romantic with her. He reminded her that the last time he had been romantic, asking her in marriage, she turned him down. She corrected that she didn't turn him down, she simply told him to ask her at a proper time and not just to keep her parents from taking her from him. So he told her to marry him now. And she said what. That seemed to have made him realize what he said and instead of commenting on it, he left the apartment and walked outside of the shop.
He didn't know why he ask her. Or mire like yes he did, because he loved her. But how could he ask her like this. What kind of a proposal was it to ask her during a fight? This was certainly not the romantic way she expected. This was why he needed to be outside. To try to understand why on earth he asked her that under such circumstances.
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Post by Alina Matthews on Jun 25, 2009 20:50:37 GMT -5
Alina hated female customers. They were the worse, especially when they tried to flirt with the twins to try and get something out of them for cheap. She had had some guys try it on her as well, but she had always ignore them or simply told them no and moved on. Alina had a few times though when she couldn't handle the customers especially when they got too flirty so she would have to literally kick them out of the store. Sometimes it worked and soemtimes it didn't. When it didn't, Alina would inform one of the twins and they would deal with it.
After the work day was over, Alina had gone upstairs to fix dinner since it was her turn. She got things out to make a simple salad along with some of her famous chicken that she would cook in the oven with some stewed tomatoes, and other various ingredients. It was a rich dish, and she knew both of her twins loved it. She had just put the chicken into the oven when George walked into the apartment. She told him how she disliked how he flirted with the customers and from then on, their conversation turned from bad to ugly. Allina found herself near tears from her anger when George told her to marry him right then. She froze at the comment and even asked for him to say it again, but instead of doing that, he ran out of the shop. Alina stared at the door for a few moments, not really sure what had happened until Fred came through the door, asking what had happened. "I dont know" she said simply, walking back into the kichen.
Alina finished dinner about a half hour later, and sat down to dinner with Fred. She filled a plate with food for George and left it in the microwave to keep warm, then ate silently with Fred. Once he was done, he excused himself and went to his room, leaving Alina alone in the main part of the apartment to think and wonder where George was, her eyes locked on his chair next to her the entire time.
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Post by George Weasley on Jun 25, 2009 21:02:53 GMT -5
George had no idea how he could come back in the apartment. Not that he was stupid or lost the keys, he was worried about Alina's reaction after their fight. It was stupid really, to fight over simple customers. And the fact they didn't have that many intimate moments together lately. It was pointless. The two knew each other's feelings. So why fighting? And that thing he said, to ask her in marriage...
George never told her but in a manner, the fact she turned down his proposal hurt him. Sure, she said to ask her another time, when he'd be sure. But that was where it hurt. How could she say he wasn't sure? What if he really wanted to marry her? He felt as though she was making him wait for she was unsure, not of his feelings but of hers. And the idea she couldn't tell herself how much she loved him was a painful thought.
After more than one hour of wandering, George came back in front of the shop. His two feet brought him there without his conscience to notice. He heard his stomach groaning. He ate quickly at noon that was all, he was starving now. And he knew it was Alina's turn to cook. How he loved her cooking! Almost as much as his mother's.
To think of food only made him hungrier. He sighed and decided to get inside even if he'd run into Alina. He froze still when he noticed her in the main part of the house. Somehow, he would have felt better if she had been in their room or in the bathroom. So he could eat quickly and disappear. For he feared what she could say. He paused then, without a word, walked to the remains of food. He found his part in the microwave. Not very warm anymore though. He pressed the buttons and let it warm for a minute before going to the table and start eating.
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Post by Alina Matthews on Jun 25, 2009 21:10:22 GMT -5
Alina began to actually worry about George as the time moved along. She wasn't really all that mad at him anymore, but more like confused more than anything else with a bit of confusion mixed in. She was about ready to go out and find him when she heard him at the door. She looked up and saw him come in, then head straight for his food.
Without prior knowledge, Alina found herself rolling her eyes at the action. She stood up though from the table and walked into the kitchen, taking her plate with her. She stood at the sink silently, washing the dishes then drying them before putting them in the cabinet next to her. After she was done, she looked over at George and smiled briefly at him before leaving the room. She walked into their bedroom, and closed the door quietly behind her. She walked over to her dresser and stripped out of her clothes, then put on one of George's old, large shirts that she had taken. She then put on some booty shorts after that, then walked over to the bed and pulled down the covers.
Sighing gently, Alina climbed into the bed and laid her head down on the pillow, waiting for George to come into the room.
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Post by George Weasley on Jun 25, 2009 21:19:16 GMT -5
When Alina entered the kitchen, George feared she wanted to talk now. But instead, she washed the dishes. He wanted to turn over to look at her and ask if she was alright, ask for forgiveness. But no, he did nothing but to eat. He didn't even notice the smile she gave him before leaving.
He sighed of relief when he heard her enter their bedroom. He had a bit of rest. His moves were slow as he finished his dinner. He walked to the sink and, just like her before, he cleaned the plate and dried it. He walked, with the same slow pace, to the bathroom to brush his teeth and prepare him to go to bed.
When he arrived at the bedroom door, he hesitated. For once, he had no idea of what could await him on the other side. Will it be a mad Alina, packing her things, ready to leave. Or perhaps a tired one, not even wanting to fight anymore for their couple and simply sleeping. There was still the chance she'd be in some lingerie, wanting to welcome him warmly.
All those possibilities made him sigh once more. He took a deep breath and opened the door. Darkness. Good thing, that meant she didn't pack. She was in bed. Asleep or waiting him? He couldn,t tell. He stripped down until he was only in boxers and climbed the bed. He didn't say a thing. He thought he said enough before leaving it was her turn now.
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Post by Alina Matthews on Jun 25, 2009 21:23:45 GMT -5
Alina stared at the wall for what felt like forever. In fact, she was beginning to wonder if he had decided to sleep on the couch or something. She had heard about quite a few couples would force one or the other to sleep on the couch. It was usually the man, but she had heard a few times where the girl would have to. She didn't really like the idea, and she hoped they would never have to go through it.
She sighed lightly, about ready to fall asleep when George finally came into the room. She kept silent, making it appear as if she was asleep as he began to get ready for bed. Once he was in the actual bed, Alina rolled over so she was facing him, pretending she was still asleep. Since it was plenty dark in the room, Alina didn't have to worry about him seeing that her eyes were open.
Slowly, Alina crawled towards him, and slipped one of her legs over his body until she was straddling. She sat like that for a few minutes, her hand resting on his chest. "I'm sorry," she whispered before leaning down and kissing him gently.
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Post by George Weasley on Jun 25, 2009 21:30:59 GMT -5
George froze when he felt her go over him. He thought she was asleep, the darkness making it hard for him to see her expression. But then she moved too much for her to be just asleep. She was awake, he could tell.
That's when she whispered she was sorry and kissed him. he closed his eyes, holding her closer to his body as he kissed her back. "Why are you so jealous of them? It's not like they're anything close to you." he whispered back, his lips touching hers as he said those words.
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Post by Alina Matthews on Jun 25, 2009 21:33:32 GMT -5
Alina continued to kiss him for a few minutes before he spoke. She didn't even try to think of an answer. She just spoke, "I love you, I don't want to lose you again," she whispered against his lips. The losing part was in reference to the love potion that he had been hit with a few weeks ago, and she was worried about losing him again, even like that.
She moved her lips down to his neck, sucking on the skin gently. "Lets not think about that though," she whispered against his neck, sucking more as she rubbed her waist slowly, teasingly against his own.
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Post by George Weasley on Jun 25, 2009 21:46:43 GMT -5
George moaned some as he felt her become cuddling. He did answer to her kissed and teasing but there was still something he needed to ask. "Why you don't want to marry me?" he finally managed to say. It was as if she didn't want him to speak. It took him some time to be able to pull away from her lips long enough to speak those words.
After he said that, he kept looking at her. He wanted an answer. She said not yet the first time, what would be her excuse now? He doubted she knew how it made him feel, to hear her say he should take back the ring. He knew the way he asked today was not very formal but he still asked and it deserved an answer.
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Post by Alina Matthews on Jun 25, 2009 21:52:21 GMT -5
Alina sighed lightly when she heard him speak. Apparently they weren't going to be able to get through this without a bit of conversation. She pulled back from his neck and sat up, the sheets falling down her back some as she did. "George, I want to marry you more than anything. I just...I just want a more romantic proposal," she said softly, looking down at his face. She didn't really have any reason to not want to marry him unlike earlier. Her reason before was because he only said it to keep her around. She didn't like that idea. Now she didn't have to worry.
"George I dreamed ever since I was little to have some guy love me, and then ask me to marry him over the most romantic setting he could ever come up with. A romantic dinner at my favorite restaurant, or if he can't pull that off, then in front of my family and friends even his family. That would totally win me over. The idea of being proposed to during a fight isn't really something I like." she said truthfully.
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Post by George Weasley on Jun 25, 2009 21:58:08 GMT -5
George sighed. He nodded though, it was to be expected what she said. It sure wasn't romantic. He frowned some at the ways she thought was romantic. He sat as well, facing her now. "In front of your family? Don't you think you'd feel force to say yes?" he whispered back to her. He approached his face from hers. He could barely distinguish her eyes, nose and mouth but he stared where he thought her eyes were.
"It wasn't romantic earlier but what if I ask you now?" he said, stretching his arms to hold hers. He rubbed her shoulders a bit. "Marry me Alina." he added in a whisper.
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Post by Alina Matthews on Jun 25, 2009 22:01:36 GMT -5
She looked down at him, thinking over what he said. She had to agree, it would be like she was forced to say yes. But then again, it was something she wanted, though she could live without it. She only liked the idea some, it wasn't one of her absolute favorite ways to be proposed to after all. She much preferred romantic ones like being proposed to on Christmas or Valentines Day. Those were absolutely romantic, and Alina found herself adoring those ways.
Alina returned her attention to him when he whispered to her, rubbing her shoulders in the process. "Yes," she whispered, leaning down and kissing him gently on the lips, her waist rubbing slowly against his.
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Post by George Weasley on Jun 25, 2009 22:07:13 GMT -5
George was a little surprised she said yes that easily. Not that he wanted her to struggle and make him run after her but after what she said about romantism... He had to stop thinking though for she started kissing him again.
He dropped himself on the bed, bringing her down with him. He broke the kiss only to pull of his shirt she was wearing. An old one he didn't remember much of. But she liked it and he never cared about her wearing his things. He caressed her back and ribs, feeling her curves as he kept kissing her.
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Post by Alina Matthews on Jun 25, 2009 22:10:44 GMT -5
Alina pulled away when he pulled her shirt off, but only to move down from his lips to his chest. She began to suck on his chest, nibbling on him with her teeth every now and again. She roamed her hands down to his waist and began to playfully tug at his boxers, pretending to pull them off before pulling them back up as she kissed his chest, slowly moving lower and lower.
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Post by George Weasley on Jun 25, 2009 22:17:45 GMT -5
As she moved lower and lower, George's groan grew deeper and louder. He had to try his hardest to control himself, not wanting to wake his brother up. He let her tease with his body, doing the same on his side. After his hands caressed every freckles of her chest and back, he pulled down her shorts and rubbed her arse. Finally, as he felt the pressure was such he'd explode, he made her stop teasing and simply took her.
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