#para;katelyn

[its-generic-eric]

Do you wanna build a snowman? →

TAGGING → Eric Garner, Katelyn Davenport; eventually cameos by Emerson & Cameron Ellington-MacKenzie, as well as Piper.

LOCATION → Central Park, New York City

TIMEFRAME → Saturday, February 13, 2016

NOTES → Eric takes his honeybee and their best friends or an outing to Central Park reminiscent of childhood. Cue snowball fights, snowmen (and women) building, and other surprises.

Eric’s been an absolute sappy mess since Monday, since he found the ring. He’s spent most of the of the week seducing Katelyn in his usual dorky way. To be honest, he’s probably annoyed her with how clingy he’s been, especially after he spent the majority of four days away from her. To find her engagement ring, the perfect engagement ring, yes, but still, it was a long time to be away from her.

Now he’s starting to get anxious. He knows, in his heart, she’ll say yes, even if head told him otherwise. He wanted to ask her now. And every other time he saw her, or hear her laugh. He was eager to start their life together. She was too. They’ve talked about it. About kids, their wedding. Maybe it was the Russian in him, the traditions he grew up learning. His mothers’ own wedding. But he didn’t want to wait. He wanted to marry her tomorrow. To call Katie his wife. Or maybe it had nothing to do with tradition and everything to do with Eric being completely, absolutely, positively, and irrevocably in love with Katelyn Emelia Davenport.

Speaking of, Eric joins said honeybee on the couch and immediately cuddles close. He’s had his proposal planned all week and now it was time to finally put the gears into motion. With a grin, he lays his head on her shoulder. “Do you wanna build a snowman? Come on let’s go and play,” Eric sings teasingly. “I’ve just decided that we’re very much overdue for some childish fun, i.e. snowman making and snowball fights. So let’s convince our friends to meet us in Central Park. Then maybe we can go out for a early dinner and dessert?”

[its-generic-eric]

Of Pocket Kittens and Tomato Faces →

TAGGING → Katelyn Davenport and Eric Garner (with a cameo by Emerson Mackenzie)

LOCATION → Not going to lie, it’s basically all in Eric’s head as he heads to Katelyn’s place.

TIMEFRAME → Monday, December 7, 2015

NOTES → It’s. About. Fucking. Time. Also, this is like barely about Erilyn.

Eric shockingly had a very busy day, for one without a project. The winter holidays usually went either way with projects. Sometimes he had two or three, because Helena was on the ball and had some brilliant idea or her kids came up with another worldly adventure. Or it was like now, pretty dead. Which was blessed, considering. Sure he and Katelyn had been non-stop texting and messaging since well, since Katelyn started getting cravings. He was almost always over at her place nowadays. Not that he was complaining. Katelyn was great company, the best he’s had in a while. Not that Emerson wasn’t great company. She was, but she’s been so preoccupied with her husband. Not that he can blame her. They are newlyweds.

He didn’t mind Katie’s texting so much. Em had bribed him to meet her for lunch, which ended up being a quick bite from a food truck and then rushing off to the nearest shelter to start looking for the “purrfect” pocket kitten. Emerson must’ve gotten it in her head that it was going to take a while to find the perfect one. Mostly because she had no idea what made the perfect kitten. She really wasn’t a cat person. Eric tried to pretend he wasn’t interested in cat shopping (but come on, it was for his Katie. You really think he had any chance at succeeding?) which he failed at epically as they neared the last group of kittens, a mix of calico and tabby cats. They were barely old enough to be away from their mother. Em was pushing the last of her break to it’s limits and was paying more attention to the three year old lab that was begging to be taken home.

The point in all this was that Eric had found the purrfect pocket kitten, as it were. Not even meaning to. She was nibbling on one of her sibling’s tails when he spotted her. She was tiny, a golden tabby with grey blue eyes. They called her Whiskey, because mom was found behind a liquor store. And she fell asleep the moment Eric put her in his pocket on his way back to the apartment. And again when he left for Katelyn’s apartment. Which was cute and adorable and just barely enough to distract Eric from how nervous he was in that moment. Because somewhere between kitten shopping and knocking on Katie’s door, Katelyn and Eric went from Katelyn and Eric to KatelynandEric. And it would be just his luck that the kitten woke up from its nap at the sound of his knocking. She mewls quietly and pokes her head out of his pullover’s pocket to look up at Eric, who gently tucks her back into his pocket so she doesn’t ruin the surprise.