The Marriage Life Meme

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marriage life meme
(condensed version)

rules:
* post with your character's name and series in the comment title along with any preferences or notes.
* taggers, go to RNG and roll between 1 and 3, or choose one of the prompt selections down below.
* head back to RNG or go there if you haven't already and roll between 1 and 5, or choose a prompt of your own.
* play out the sequences relevant to that of a married lifestyle.

1. proposal {
1. park - you've been planning this proposal for awhile and have taken your sweetheart to a nice secluded area in the park. are they going to say yes or leave you in the dust?

2. house - dimmed lights, candles, home made dinner. it's obvious you've fixed yourself up for something tonight. let's see if your lover catches on before the question is popped.

3. public event - perhaps you're one who wants to gain a lot of attention; maybe your significant other doesn't as much. either way, this goes from writing their message in the sky with an airplane to something like a flash mob ensemble with others involved.

4. restaurant - nothing romantic like taking them out somewhere ritzy and hiding the rings in that glass of expensive wine.

5. car - you've driven them somewhere nostalgic or meaningful either to you or each other, or perhaps just a good view overlooking the city cause maybe you had no other idea how to do it or couldn't afford anything else.

2. marriage {
1. traditional - both parties have agreed and said yes, and everything goes well just like in the fairy tales you've always dreamed of.

2. arranged - you had no say so in this but somebody else like your parents did. you've never seen this person before until you walk down the aisle. what are your thoughts? are you nervous? what if you two don't get along? looks like you have to deal with it either way. enjoy?

3. elope - nothing fancy. you know, they do make drive thru chapels or perhaps you're just going to experience the excitement of meeting up at the court. all and all, it doesn't matter, just so you have your sweetheart to yourself.

4. shotgun - congrats, somebody is pregnant. there's only one more thing left to do now..

5. disaster - looks like somebody forgot the rings! never mind the fact the maid of honor is having a wardrobe malfunction or that soon to be father in law is causing a scene of some sort.

3. after marriage {
1. honeymoon night - self explanatory! come on, you know what this means. it just wouldn't be the same without this option.

2. new addition - it could be a pregnancy or bringing home a new child, or something as simple as a new pet goldfish.

3. house purchase - after months of living in a trashy apartment, you're both about to sign the dotted line and move into your new place.

4. argument - deep, relationship sort of arguments or something petty like who drank all the milk; it's up to you!

5. divorce - somebody has had enough of this and is ready to move on. how will it all go down?

Comments

[armed_dropout]

"I could...I could stay in here if you want?". Dean cringed, wondering if this was a good idea. "I mean if you don't wanna be alone...hell we shared a bed till I was 15."

[nothisvessel]

"You can stay if you want." He mumbled before turning his face into a pillow. He sighed, closing his eyes when he realized that it smelled like Dean. Which only made him want to cry again.

"You shared a bed with someone who wasn't me, Dean. Thats not the life /I/ lived, remember? We've shared a bed for the last 4 years."

[armed_dropout]

Dean had already started to climb into the large bed next to his brother but stopped when he heard his comment. "Sorry...I....I can go?"

[nothisvessel]

"You don't have to sleep with me, Dean. I don't want you to do...anything you don't want to. Ok?" He sighed softly, burrowing further into the blankets.

[armed_dropout]

dean almost left right then, Sam had given him the out to, but he couldn't leave his brother alone like this. "Get some rest, ok Sammy?". He whispered, laying down next to him, turning so his back was to Sam.

[nothisvessel]

He stared at Dean's back for a long time before turning away from him. He had pulled the blankets almost completely over his head and he was staring at his wedding ring. Finally he pressed his lips to the ring before slipping it off his finger. He reached out, letting it fall from his hand to the nightstand with a clack before curling back up.

[armed_dropout]

Dean was out in seconds, mumbling as he shifted in his sleep, rolling over to face Sam. He grumbled with the usual slew of nightmares but didn't kick or shout like he sometimes did.

[nothisvessel]

After a while Sam finally fell asleep, slowly shifting back until his back was pressed against Dean's chest.

[armed_dropout]

Dean grumbled again, shifting to move closer to the body next to him. After another minute he threw an arm over Sam, burying his face in his neck before drifting off again.

[nothisvessel]

He shifted, turning his head slightly as his body pressed back more. His hand rubbed over Dean's arm until he found his hand, lacing their fingers together in his sleep.

[armed_dropout]

Dean sighed, humming softly as He squeezed Sam's hand. Quickly after that snoring set in.

[nothisvessel]

A few hours later he opened his eyes, smiling gently. It had all been a bad dream, right? He shifted, wriggling slightly as he pulled Dean's arm tighter around him. He didn't want to move. He just wanted to lay here.

[armed_dropout]

Dean mumbled something incoherent in his sleep, holding Sam closer to himself.

[nothisvessel]

He turned slightly until he was on his back. He kept Dean's arm around him as he leaned in, kissing the man's jaw softly. "I miss you." He whispered. He knew that this was the same Dean he'd gone to sleep with earlier. He let out a soft sigh before pressing his head into the crook of Dean's neck. "Love you."

[armed_dropout]

"Hmmm..." he sighed, nuzzling the other man in his sleep.

[nothisvessel]

He shifted, pausing a moment before pressing a kiss to Dean's lips. Then he tried to pull away, intending to get up.

[armed_dropout]

Dean kissed him back without thinking before he pulled back, slightly confused and half asleep. "S-sam?"

[nothisvessel]

His eyes widened when he was kissed back and he bit his lip, trying to get Dean to let go of his hand. "I'm sorry." He mumbled before finally pulling his hand free. He held up his hands, frowning. He forgot he'd taken his wedding ring off.

[armed_dropout]

Dean quickly pulled his hand away, sitting up beyond confused. "I'm....I....sorry." He cleared his throat, wedding ring still firmly on his own hand as much as he tried to ignore it.

[nothisvessel]

"You didn't do anything wrong." He shrugged before getting up. He snagged his cellphone off the nightstand, looking down at his wedding ring. "I'm gonna take a shower and call mom. She said she had something for us...for the house. I'll probably run and get it." He looked everywhere but at Dean before walking into the bathroom.

[armed_dropout]

"Oh....ok yeah. I'll go online or something, start researching," he mumbled, trying to ignore the way the warm feeling on his lips felt oddly familiar. He got to his feet and started down the hall, opening the laptop on the coffee table he somehow knew was his. It seemed like the longer he spent here the more weird flashes of familiarity would run through his mind. If this was part of the spell he had to move quick before he forgot that he didn't belong here.

[nothisvessel]

He shut the bathroom door, leaning against it before getting in the shower. He washed off, humming softly to himself. A little bit later he got out, pulling a towel around his waist before walking into the bedroom.

He looked down at his phone, setting it down. He could wait to call his mom. Its not like he didn't have the whole day off.

[armed_dropout]

"So I work at a garage, huh?" Dean called out from the living room as he typed away, growling in frustration when he reached another dead end. "What do you do for a living?"

[nothisvessel]

"Yeah you work with dad!" He called back, dropping the towel as he dug through the dresser for clothes. "I went to Stanford and got my law degree. I work family cases now mostly. Abuse and stuff like that."

[armed_dropout]

"Yeah?" He couldn't help smiling a little at that. "You were going to Stanford in my world too, you were about to start law school when you left. Your girlfriend died and you went off with me and quit school..."