Charlie

Charlesia 'Charlie' Coast She is the words that I can't find.

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

Cooking, learning how to play the piano, Literature, there’s a lot I could learn.

[charliecoast]

Those all sound like good ideas. I actually know how to play the piano, did you know that? I'm not like, a piano goddess or anything, but I'm pretty sure I can play a song or two.

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

That you can be sure.

Maybe I could take evening classes too.

[charliecoast]

Evening classes for what?

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

Free massages for me, hell yeah.

[charliecoast]

Pffs. You're just going to be using me for my degree.

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

Sadly, there is no such thing as surfing or swimming evening classes.

But sport science would be an option?

[charliecoast]

Maybe physical therapy so I can help athletes or something.

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

Marine biology evening classes?

[charliecoast]

I'm not Estelle. I'd probably study something else. Don't know what though...

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

You could take evening classes, at least for the educational part of college.

[charliecoast]

Hmm. That's actually a good idea... Babe, you're too smart.

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

Would you have wanted to go to college? Be honest.

[charliecoast]

I don't know. Maybe. Never really got to consider it.

[literallylewis]

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

I admit you’re correct. But do you think college would have made the worse times any more bearable?

[charliecoast]

I guess not. I just never really had a choice to make, you know? Maybe I would've wanted to go to college.

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

I know that feeling. I usually get it after watching one of these cheesy American movies.

But hey, so far life has been pretty splendid to us too.

[charliecoast]

Oh yeah, it's been absolutely amazing. In the last year or so.

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

Why are you feeling weird?

[charliecoast]

I visited my cousin's college. It kind of like... reminded me of what I missed out on, I guess.

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[candy-delrio]

[charliecoast]

Dork.

[charliecoast]

I feel weird.

[charliecoast]

Q & A || Chandy

Tagging: Charlie Coast, Candy Del Rio.

Location: LA apartment. (They travel around, at the time they're in LA.)

Timeframe: Some regular Tuesday, from lunch till night.

Notes: I hope you like it. ;_;

Charlie had been thinking over it for a long time. A really long time. A really, really, really long time. But nothing in her life was as clear as the feelings she had for her girlfriend, the one that had stuck through so many years already. And it felt like so much more than the what? Five years? Had it really only been five years?

Being with Candy already felt like a full and rich lifetime.

Candy becoming a successful singer, Charlie a Olympic swimmer – they’d had a lot of rough patches, they’d had negative response from the world but they had conquered it all. Together.

So yeah, Charlie was damn sure that Candy was the one she wanted to spend  the rest of her life with, every next smile and tear that was to come, every bad and good day.

But God, she had no idea how hard it was to propose. The ring had been in her purse for weeks now and she had tried time after time just to pop the question, but Candy deserved something she could tell Estelle in the most gushing manners of all.

A black notebook never strayed far away from her as she went to some serious scheming of the perfect way to propose to Candy, between swim practices and PR-related things and being with her soon-to-be-fiancee (if all went right, at least).

But only a very small part of her was worried that Candy would reject her. A very small part that could easily be tucked away as the gears of her mind roared with activity.

All of her plotting and planning culminated to the special day.

----

Hand-in-hand they strolled over a sun-lit LA boulevard, sharing their after-lunch bliss. Candy’s lips tasted like the chocolate mousse she had for dessert. They didn’t go to a restaurant very often, especially not for lunch, but that day was different for a reason (one that Candy had no clue of as of yet).

“I love you,” Charlie murmured as she pulled Candy closer into her side, kissing her temple. “You make me happy.”

“You make me happy too! The happiest girl in the world.”

They shared a sweet kiss, chaste but meaningful, before Charlie spun her beautiful girl around, pulling her into her arms. (They gave no shit about the paparazzi. Briefly they had, at the very beginning of their fame, but quickly they had realized that nothing was allowed to come between them; what they had, was the purest and single most valuable thing they had in their lives. A love that lasts.)

“You’re looking funny,” Candy remarked, voice hushed, and pecked the tip of Charlie’s nose. “Are you alright?”

“I’m perfect. I’m with you.”

Charlie’s heart was thumping, skipping from her chest to her throat and then to the pit of her gut, making her slightly dizzy. She wasn’t going to ask just yet, but the ring sat in her pocket and it was burning through the fabric.

“Milady, may I drop you off at your building?” Charlie asked, extending her arm. Just that moment, right on time, a horse carriage pulled up next to them. “Our ride has arrived.”

----

There had been little surprises other moments of the day. A bouquet of roses and lilies that was delivered at the studio. A red ribbon going from the doorknob of their entrance door all the way to a table with candles and roses, after every few inches a post-it note glued to the ribbon recounting some of the most beautiful moments of their relationship. Champagne to go with the dinner they had cooked together. Cooking together was a habit, champagne wasn’t. The half-empty bottle sat in the fridge, and Charlie knew it would come in handy later.

But she wasn’t going to ask her just yet.

As they stood in the bathroom brushing their teeth and combing their hair, Candy finally asked her the question Charlie had expected way earlier.

“Why all the surprises? Not that I don’t like them, but-”

“Because I love you,” Charlie interrupted, stealing a minty-fresh kiss before darting into the bedroom.

The lights were all still on, and Charlie hopped onto the bed, laying on her back. It was a signal, actually. If she lay on either of her sides, that meant she wanted to be the small spoon. On her back, big spoon. On her stomach was something that didn’t happen frequently, but then she just held Candy with an arm over her stomach.

But, big spoon that night.

Soon enough Candy joined her and curled up against Charlie’s body, setting her head on her girlfriend’s shoulder. “Today was a really good day.”

“Yeah?” Charlie reached up and flicked off the light. Candy hummed. “I’m glad. You know I’m not the best with words, so I wanted to show you in another way.”

They settled into a comfortable position and Charlie looked up at the ceiling. Two days ago she had bought four bags of glow-in-the-dark star stickers, and now they adorned the ceiling of their apartment’s bed room, spelling out a question that could not be misinterpreted.

‘Will you marry me?’

It took a little under ten minutes before Charlie heard the gasp she expected, then she was suddenly kicked out of bed by the sheer force of Candy throwing herself on top of her, avalaunching her face with kisses as she chanted ‘yes’ like some kind of mantra.

Charlie felt tears on her cheeks and couldn’t tell if they were Candy’s or her own.

[candy-delrio]

It's storming outside.

[candy-delrio]

But…fine, will do. Just be careful, you knightess in shining armor.

[charliecoast]

You know me, I'm always careful.

[candy-delrio]

It's storming outside.

[candy-delrio]

I’m almost certain it would.

However you will not go out there now. There are branches hurtling through the air, Charlie.

[charliecoast]

I'll come by the sea, it's probably the safest place in La Paz right now. Just put some blankets at the ready or something.

[candy-delrio]

It's storming outside.

[candy-delrio]

Besides the fact that I seem to be unable to sleep, yes.

You?

[charliecoast]

I'm good. Now tell me, would... say, me being there? Would it help you get to sleep?