I love you
This is very long overdue and I am so very sorry that it has taken me over a month to get this written. To everyone who kept asking me about it, there was just a lot going on and I have’t had a lot of time to write and I’m sorry. I’ll do my best to make sure you guys don’t wait more than a week for the next part!
Also, I am always accepting requests for fics. I’m working on three others which is another reason why this took so long to crank out. And I also love feedback on my writing so don’t be shy.
But yeah… part 9. I’ve got some big stuff for part 10 so get ready. ;)
Word Count: 4,344
A warm fire crackled with life mere inches from my freezing toes.
I was perched on the coffee table in the living room of Rhysand’s house—my boyfriend’s house.
God, that was still weird to say. Rhysand is my boyfriend. He had officially asked me over two months ago but it felt like it was only yesterday.
We were cuddled up on the couch in my apartment just after thanksgiving. The credits to the movie we had just finished were rolling across the screen. Rhys was on his side and I was on my back, nestled neatly against his chest.
The scent of jasmine and citrus and the sea was stuffed into my nose with him so close, and his warmth was making me drowsy.
A sleepy smile tugged at my lips as I felt his fingers brush my cheeks. His muttered “Feyre” made me open my eyes halfway to look at him.
“Hmmm,” I murmured sleepily to him.
He stroked my cheek gently, trying to coax me out of my disoriented state, all it did was lull me to sleep some more.
“Feyre, I— you know I really like you—“
“Mhmm.” My hand felt its way up his chest and hooked around the back of his neck. My fingers had woven their way into his silken hair.
“And we’ve been going out for a few weeks,” he paused and I had felt the weight of his eyes on my face.
“Feyre are you awake?”
My eyes fluttered open to meet two pools of violet staring intently at me.
“Feyre I—would you, I mean,” he huffed a frustrated sigh. “What I’m trying to ask—ugh. Feyre… will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?” The words tumbled out of lips and fell upon me like a warm blanket.
I gazed at him for what felt like an eternity, my brain taking its time to process what he had asked. Rhysand, this amazing person who I had come to know asked me to be his girlfriend.
Rhysand asked me to be his girlfriend!