Dr. Newton Geiszler (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
sciencesaggressively) wrote2014-01-25 09:15 pm
sciencesaggressively) wrote2014-01-25 09:15 pm
[insert diamond pun here]
He has no idea what he's doing.
He's standing in the middle of this store, hands stuffed in the pockets of his leather jacket, and nobody's offered to help him yet probably because he looks awfully shady. He feels kind of shady, actually; he keeps glancing over his shoulder to make sure nobody he knows is around, which is a tough task when he's in a busy shopping mall but maybe the hustle and bustle of the weekend crowd will make it that much easier for him to blend in without getting caught in this shop. He keeps telling himself he's only here because he's curious, he has no intention of actually buying anything, he's just here to browse and get an idea of what he should look for in the future.
Then there's that really big, much louder part of him that's laughing at that bullshit because he's almost definitely going to walk out of this place with a shiny new engagement ring, assuming he finds one that's right. Yeah, he's going to do it. He's going to propose because even though it had been on his birthday that he'd really admitted to himself that Kate's the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with, he's pretty sure he's known longer than that. They've been together for only a few months but he's never been more sure about anything in his life--well, it might be on level with how much he'd wanted to join the PPDC and work with kaiju guts but whatever, whatever, that's business and this is personal.
That's why he doesn't want anyone to see him here, he doesn't want any of his friends or her friends or anyone to try to talk him out of this--not that they could--when he doesn't even have a single doubt himself, not even a doubt of her saying yes. Even if he does walk out of here with a ring, it's not like he's going to propose right away anyway; but he'd really like to be prepared. Just in case.
He's standing in the middle of this store, hands stuffed in the pockets of his leather jacket, and nobody's offered to help him yet probably because he looks awfully shady. He feels kind of shady, actually; he keeps glancing over his shoulder to make sure nobody he knows is around, which is a tough task when he's in a busy shopping mall but maybe the hustle and bustle of the weekend crowd will make it that much easier for him to blend in without getting caught in this shop. He keeps telling himself he's only here because he's curious, he has no intention of actually buying anything, he's just here to browse and get an idea of what he should look for in the future.
Then there's that really big, much louder part of him that's laughing at that bullshit because he's almost definitely going to walk out of this place with a shiny new engagement ring, assuming he finds one that's right. Yeah, he's going to do it. He's going to propose because even though it had been on his birthday that he'd really admitted to himself that Kate's the woman he wants to spend the rest of his life with, he's pretty sure he's known longer than that. They've been together for only a few months but he's never been more sure about anything in his life--well, it might be on level with how much he'd wanted to join the PPDC and work with kaiju guts but whatever, whatever, that's business and this is personal.
That's why he doesn't want anyone to see him here, he doesn't want any of his friends or her friends or anyone to try to talk him out of this--not that they could--when he doesn't even have a single doubt himself, not even a doubt of her saying yes. Even if he does walk out of here with a ring, it's not like he's going to propose right away anyway; but he'd really like to be prepared. Just in case.
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She makes a pointed glance down into the display case, filled with rows of sparkly diamond rings, then looks back up at Newt. "So how serious are we talking, here? Just taking a look for a potential purchase sometime in the vague future? Or is it bust out the credit card now time?"
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He chews on his bottom lip, shaking his head. "I don't know. I mean, if I find something today, I'm going to get it. I'm going to ask her. I don't know when, but I'm going to do it." He starts to shift nervously from foot to foot, arms crossed over his chest. "Got any pearls of wisdom you can offer?"
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"I reckon congratulations are in order first," she says with a smile. "I can't imagine she wouldn't say yes, and you two are just about the cutest couple I think I've ever seen. For the ring - what do you think she'd prefer? Big and flashy or small and subtle? Traditional or something a little different?"
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"Thanks," he says, grateful for the compliment. He'd have to agree. But when Helen gets back to the topic of the ring itself, he straightens up and frowns down at the glass case full of jewelry. "That's the thing, it definitely has to be different. I can't see Kate rocking something super generic, y'know? I wouldn't want her to anyway. And I'm thinking something in between the flashy and subtle, I want it to be something she can show off but also not so stupidly big that she loses use of her hand." He winks to show he's joking but really, he's only half-joking. "The perfect ring, though, is that even a thing that exists?"
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He takes in a deep breath, exhaling slowly as he wills himself to not freak out because he's got a friend here to help now, there's no failing in this. "Imagine that moment," he repeats, nodding eagerly at her advice. "Yeah, good." He closes his eyes, trying to picture it--proposing to Kate, asking her to spend the rest of her life with him, putting himself on the line because he's so sure of this, he's so in love with her. In his head, she says yes, of course, and she's kissing him even as he slips the ring on her finger and when he opens his eyes again, his gaze lands on-- "Holy shit, it's that one."
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