Post War Levi watering his grown collection of plants. Soon enough his whole place will be a greenhouse. You will certainly encourage his plan addiction by bringing in plants that need some help. He feels so much pride when he brings plants back to life.
Summary: Andy’s romantic gesture catches you on an off day, but it doesn’t keep him from wanting to spend the rest of his life with you.
Warnings: None
Word count: ~1,100
a/n: This was an idea I had yearssss ago for this series, but it can be read alone atp. Enjoy 🩵
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The loud ring of your phone startles you awake. Based on the darkness still filling your room, you can tell it’s not your alarm yet. You groan as you reach for the device and rub your eyes when you see Andy’s name on the lit up screen.
“What?” You answer in a short tone, voice still thick with sleep.
“Well good morning to you, too, sweetheart,” he teases.
He knows if you saw the smile on his face, you’d roll your eyes.
“Get up,” he says before you can get mad at him for waking you up. “We’re going for a hike. Gonna see the sunrise.”
“Andy…” You grumble, hiding your face against your pillow. “I have to go to work though. I don’t have time.”
“I called in for you,” he assures. “You’re not going in today.”
“What? You can’t just do that…”
It’s almost comical. You’re dangerously close to dropping your irritated facade and laughing at him.
“Well, I did, so…”
Silence on your end worries him that you’ve managed to fall back asleep during the split second of silence he gave you.
“Are you going to get up or what?”
He hears a small groan. Promising. He has to work a little harder.
“I’m in your driveway, by the way. Did I mention that?”
“Oh my God,” you chuckle, letting out a quiet, frustrated sigh. “Give me a couple minutes, okay?”
When he hangs up, you have to put in a lot of energy to sit up and swing your legs over the edge of your bed. You’ve been under a lot of pressure at work, deadline after deadline constantly looming over you. Maybe a day off isn’t such a bad thing. But you can’t help but feel like it’s the worst time to do it.
You do your best to let it go for now though and get ready.
“I can’t believe you did that,” you reiterate when you hop in his car.
“They can’t say no to the senator,” he smirks, leaning over to give you a kiss.
“Please tell me you didn’t pull that card,” you mumble against his lips, wincing at the thought.
“I’m kidding,” he laughs. “I told them you lost your voice, that’s why I called for you.”
“Oh, thank gosh.”
It’s easy to act annoyed with him, but everything he does is endearing. Including this stunt. He spent the last few days in D.C. and could easily be home sleeping after getting back late last night, but instead, he’s determined to spend the morning with you.
He tells you to rest as he backs out of your driveway. And he surely doesn’t have to tell you twice. You’re too tired to even ask where he’s taking you. You drift off pretty much instantly.
You gain consciousness for just a moment when you feel him reach over and gently pull your hood up to protect your head from the cold car window you’re leaning against.
You don’t have a clue how much time has passed when you feel yourself waking up again. This time, you peek out the window, and you can tell he’s pulling over.
It’s a trail you frequent, usually not on such cold mornings though. The air has a crispness to it when he helps you out of the car and you huddle against his side as you start the trek.
You can’t help but mutter about how cold and tired you are. It’s probably every couple hundred feet, but who’s keeping track…
You’re lucky Andy knows not to take it personal.
He stops you once you guys reach an open area, pulling you to the edge of a cliff where you can see the sun starting to come up and light the sky.
“Fuck,” you murmur through chattering teeth. You bring your hands up to your face to blow warm breath into your palms.
Andy doesn’t think before he asks, “Why didn’t you bring mittens?”
As if he didn’t spring this whole excursion on you while you were more than half asleep…
The glare you give him has him holding his hands up in defense, wisely choosing to stop talking.
The longer you stand there, the peacefulness chips away at the bitter mood you’ve got going on.
“It is really pretty,” you admit quietly, leaning closer to him again.
“Yeah, it is,” he smiles.
But he’s not looking in the same direction. You can feel his gaze on you.
“Are you looking at me right now?” You ask quietly, sighing before looking beside you and having your suspicions confirmed. “Cheesy.”
He surprises you when he reaches for your hands. There’s a slight tremor in his as he guides you to turn toward him.
“I didn’t come here to watch the sunrise…”
A look of confusion washes over your face. “What do you mean–”
“I’ve been ready to do this for a while, and I’m tired of waiting,” he starts. “Everytime we spend a few days apart, I miss you more than I ever even imagined possible. I know I threw you for a loop this morning, but I couldn’t wait to see you. Especially so I could ask…”
You freeze–not from the cold this time–as you realize what he’s doing.
Your eyes follow his as he drops to one knee in front of you and shows you a ring that you didn’t even notice him grab.
“Will you marry me?”
“Oh, Andy,” you gasp.
You’ve never said yes to anything so quickly. You don’t even give him time to put the ring on you before you’re pulling him back up so you can hug him.
He’s smiling ear to ear when he eventually pulls away just enough to slip the jewelry on your finger.
It glimmers back at you, but your smile fades into a pout, catching Andy off guard.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’ve been such a bitch all morning,” you whisper, thinking about how short you’ve been with him and how much you’ve complained. “God, I’m sorry.”
He lets out a laugh like a sigh of relief, pulling you close again to wrap his arms around you reassuringly.
“It’s okay,” he promises, holding you tight. “I know you’ve been under so much stress. If I could, I would take it all off your shoulders.”
“Thank you,” you sniffle. It’s partly from the cold, but mostly an overwhelming amount of emotions. “I love you.”
My contribution for the day. It’s a reference to an Adam Driver photoshoot I saw on here a while ago and naturally I needed to draw Levi this way. He yearns to be held.
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