The left ringfinger needs a ring (Fortidsemne)

Time and date: 7:30, December 25th 2015
Place: Canada
Season and weather: Winter, Christmas. Snowing a lot outside.
Outfit: Full outfit
Dedicated to: @Caliban
Notes: She's human. Caliban and Jessica have been a couple for 5 years.

Jessica yawned and stretched her whole body. The room was cold and gave her goosebumps on her arms. Slowly she swung her arm over to where Caliban should be, sleeping. But he wasn’t. She sighed and took her time before she opened her eyes. Why was he already up? Couldn’t he even rest just for one day? It was Christmas morning!
She got up and got dressed in her pajamas, which they had taken off the night before to get frisky. She stretched once more, before she began walking out of the bedroom and down the stairs. “Are you home?” she mumbled. It was her day off, so she was more focused on getting her coffee than to look after Caliban. If he had gone out to hunt early in the morning, she could just spend the morning by herself. She passed the Christmas tree and got into the kitchen and started making coffee.

Of course, Jessica cared that Caliban wasn’t home Christmas morning. It meant something to her, but at the same time, she knew that Caliban liked to do something productive in the morning. Most Christmas mornings they’ve spent together, hadn’t been together, unless they’ve been out hunting in the morning.

As she walked down the stairs, she heard the shower was on, but didn’t think much of it. As soon as she had started the coffee machine she sighed. She really felt like she had been in need of a relaxed morning with snuggles, but hopefully she could get that when they went to bed. She placed a hand on each side of the coffee machine, closing her eyes, waiting for it to be done. It almost felt like she was falling asleep at the sound of brewing coffee.
A kiss was placed, close to her lips, which made her smile slightly, opening her eyes as he asked how she had slept. “Would’ve been better if you had stayed in bed, handsome,” she answered, with a reciprocated charming smile. The arm closest to him, she put around his neck. There was now a free opportunity to take the coffee cup. “What about yo-hey!” He had taken the opportunity to take her coffee to take a sip of it. She shook her head slightly, smiling widely as he handed it back to her, telling her it wasn’t poisoned. “Are you sure?” she giggled teasingly. She certainly didn’t wish for him to die anytime soon. Neither did she want to die herself. The cup wasn’t poisoned. She let go of his neck, taking the cup back. “Do you want a cup yourself?” she asked taking a sip of the now shared cup, while turning towards the nearest shelf with cups, taking a cup down for him. If he wanted a cup or not, she started the machine again. If he didn’t want it, she could surely drink another.

Jessica smiled from behind the cup while she sipped the hot coffee. She brought the cup down, and folded both her hands around it. “Hey!” she puffed him very gently on the chest. “I’m not that hideous after a hunt,” she tried, smiling widely. Her hair was a mess from the sleep, and it was clear that she had only just woken up. She had taken a bath after their hunt the day before, and therefore there was no blood from the supernaturals left on her skin.
As he asked if he had woken her up, she smiled teasingly. He hadn’t woken her up. “Yeah, you were stomping so much that it felt like an earthquake upstairs. Please. Try to keep in mind that you’re not living alone,” she said, trying to keep a façade up. Her words were dripping, so ironic they were. The façade cracked quite fast into a giggle. She hadn’t heard a thing from him until he stepped into the shower, but she had been to tired to even think about it.

Jessica let her eyes fall down on their dog once, before her blue eyes looked back up at Caliban. Her friends, when were they going to be there… What time was it even? She was not ready for guests! She blinked a couple of times “Uh… I…” she frowned slightly before she remembered. “I think they’ll be here at four,” she said and took a thoughtful sip. She pressed her lips together while she rotated her torso to look at their clock. She had lots of hours to get ready, dolled up and find a dress that she felt comfortable in.

She looked back at Caliban with a soft smile as he asked if they needed anything for the get-together. Went to the fridge and opened it. Checking every item of her list in her mind. “Ale… Do we have ale?” she asked and looked over at Caliban with the fridge open. She did drink ale herself, but she didn't know if they had any left. Of coruse, she was thinking about christmas ale. She knew they had wine; Jessica always had a stash and kept track on it.

Jessica narrowed her eyes as he kept teasing her. She was smiling, knowing that it was all just for fun. When he said that blood looked better on her, she chuckled, “Well unlucky for you, we are not going to bath in blood today,”  she said eyeing him once up and down. She definitely didn’t want to spend this day hunting. Just for once.
While she checked the fridge, she bowed down once to check the drawers in the bottom; and of course he had to compliment her. She chuckled and look out of the fridge before she got back up trying to look over her shoulder, down on her buttocks. She gave herself a light smack to see how much it bounced. “Nah, love. It’s the same as yesterday,”  she giggled before she continued looking for ale.

She gave him a slight smile as he said he would go get it, “Alright. Don’t take too long,”  she said with a soft smile. She would love to have just some alone time with him before the guest came, but she also knew that it took quite some time to go to the nearest store. She kissed him back before he left, “See you soon. Drive safe,”  she said closing the door behind him.

She then went into the kitchen again. She cleared her throat once and the dog sat down. She filled the bowl, put it on the ground, took her coffee and a sip of it. “Eat,”  she then commanded. It rushed towards the bowl, eager to eat its breakfast.
She then began on the food for the event they were hosting. Everything went so well that she completely forgot about the time. While some of the food was in the oven, she went to take a bath and dolled herself up. She chose to get into a red dress, put on some makeup and curled her hair ever so lightly. She had to look somewhat normal when her friend and her boyfriend were going to attend. She couldn’t walk around looking and smelling like a killing machine.
She went back into the kitchen and continued with the food. Shortly after she heard the front door open. “That took long enough,”  she commented teasingly while cutting some lettuce. As soon as he got into the kitchen, she smiled at him. “Whiskey, of course. I hadn’t thought of that,”  she said and kissed his cheek.

Jessica rolled her eyes and chuckled, as he said it was a shame that they didn’t bath in blood today. Sure, it wasn’t everyday they were covered from head to toe, but it happened occasionally. To be fair, for her, it was nice not being soaked in blood for once.
As he left the kitchen, she opened her mouth wide, shocked by the fact that he though they should work out more. It must’ve been a joke. She chuckled and shook her head lightly before she followed him to the door, telling him not to take too long. Once again, he joked around, telling her it would take one hour to get the things they needed, even though she knew that the reality needed more than an hour to drive to the nearest store. Living in north Canada was both a blessing and a curse.

The question about her family made her sigh. “My mother just got a promotion,”  she said and shrugged. “She’s celebrating Christmas with her new boyfriend,”  she said rolling her eyes a bit while cutting some peppers. She was not very fond of this new boyfriend. Jessica had felt it was difficult to keep contact with her mother, ever since she divorced Jessicas father. She put the peppers in the salad before heading to the onions. She didn’t have contact with her father, which Caliban knew. She had been forced to leave him, when he got addicted to both drugs and alcohol. Poor man. It had been five years since she last spoke to him. Just about the same amount of time she had been with Caliban. She had only just put the onions on the cuttingboard before she turned to Caliban, gently putting a hand on his shoulder, making him look at her. “I love you,”  she said calmly, giving him a slight squeeze on the shoulder. Her blue eyes looked at the potatoes he was handling, but only for a moment, before her eyes looked up at his. Their eyes matched in color. “Any news from your family?”  she asked with a soft smile.

The sound of the lighter turning on, lightening a cigarette made Jessica close her eyes shortly. He should be smoking outside. Her shoulders, quite subtly, raised themselves just a bit while she continued cutting and telling about her mother. She hated that Caliban smoked, but she also knew that he used it in a form of relaxation. “I guess,” she mumbled, as a reply and shrugged. It meant something for her, but she was not really willing to let herself know it. She was sure that she didn’t care about her mother that much. She wasn’t really close to any of her family. Except for the family she had chosen. Caliban. She cared so much for him.

She sent him a slight smile as he replied with the usual ‘I love you too’.  “You should be smoking outside,” she almost whispered. Just as a comment, nothing she wanted to discuss.
As he replied to what his family was doing, she smiled slightly wider. “Sounds lovely,” she replied. A thought passed her mind. “The living room!” she said, with her eyes seeming slightly wider. She gave him a pat on the shoulder before she started walking away from the kitchen, “Is the table set?” she asked almost hurrying towards the living room, so she could check. It had to be perfect when the guests arrived. She knew nothing about Calibans plans. She stretched her arm forward, reaching for the doorhandle to the living room.

She rolled her eyes as he asked if they should’ve gone with his parents instead. “I like this too,” she said with a small smirk on her lips before she gave him a gentle kiss on this cheek, to underline what she had said.

…

She finally reached the door and grabbed the doorhandle, listening to his words about having to check it out herself. She looked over at him knowing something wasn’t completely right. It was as painted in her face, that she felt like it was something suspicious to say.
As she pushed down on the door handle, looking towards the table in the living room, her eyes was captured by a white fluffy puppy running towards her. She stopped completely in the doorway by the sight of the dog, letting her eyes follow it as it ran closer to her. “What is this…” she asked Caliban with a low voice. She had eyes and knew that it was a dog – but what was it doing in their Livingroom?
She slowly squatted down to greet the dog. “Hey friend,” she whispered to the dog, slowly caressing it, until she reached the collar. Did it have a name-tag?
Yes it had, but what she read wasn’t a name. It was the magic words. Underneath there was a small package closed around the collar, and she knew what this kind of package usually contained. Jewelry. More specifically rings. It almost felt like time stopped. Was this happening right now? She looked over her shoulder, letting her left hand caress the white dog. “Are you-… Really-?” she blinked a couple of times as the realization seemed to sink in, and a wide smile appeared on her lips. She didn’t really know what to do. Yes, she wanted to marry him! But should she pick up the dog, take the ring or go and kiss her fiance?
Slowly she got to her feet, making sure the dog was alright with it, before she looked over at Caliban. “Yes,” she tried to say. Her voice was slightly trembling, and her words might not have been clear – but she was smiling and her cheeks were flushed. She stretched her arms towards him as an invite for passionate kiss. If he hadn’t approached her, she would approach him, slowly.

Jessica heard Calibans comments about what the fluffy white ball was. A dog, yes, she knew that. But somehow the whole mystery about what it was doing in their home, made her ears silence his words. He was just joking around. She was sure of it. He had definitely been original with the way he had proposed, and she loved it.

He heard her low agreement to the proposal and approached her, as she lifted her arms up for a passionate kiss. His arms surrounded her and she let her right arm swing behind his neck, and the other met his jawline; both to pull him closer.
A happy tear escaped her eye as he broke the kiss to express how much it meant to him. Gently she shook her head, somehow to tell him, that it also mattered a lot to her. He suddenly lifted her into another kiss, and she made sure it was intimate and loving.
Once again their lips were parted, so he could inform her about the actual plan and the dog. The original plan seemed great too, but somehow, she really didn’t mind that this happened without an audience. This was perfect. As he said it was her dog, she glanced down at it, sitting there, as adorable as it was. She looked back up at him. “No… You wouldn’t ha-…” she stopped herself as she realized he had actually been speaking the truth. “I-” she shook her head, speechless before she gave him a shorter, but just as passionate, kiss. Slowly she got out of his grip, so she could kneel and caress the dog. She picked up the nametag once again to check if it had a name. No name was written on it. “What gender is it?” she asked, glancing up at her fiancé shortly.
She then loosened the package around its collar and held it. Inside, there would be a ring. Even though he already had proposed she couldn’t help herself: “Do you want to do the honor?” she asked with a wide smile on her lips. She only meant for him to place the ring on her finger, but if he wanted to propose with his own voice, this would be his chance.

Jessica looked at him, when he asked, if she couldn’t see the gender. “Well it’s not like I can see the gender on her face,” she said shaking her head at him before she looked back at the dog. It wasn’t like she felt it appropriate to look after genitals on her dog. It was better and easier just to ask, that way the dog shouldn’t be overwhelmed.

As he took the package and knelt down, she smiled slightly. He was doing way more than what she had asked for. As he opened the package and said his magic words, she was slightly more shocked. The ring had been expensive; no doubt. “Oh Caliban…” she said, her voice trembling happy. “Yes, I would love to marry you,” she said, nodding. He took her hand, got to his feet, and placed the ring on her left ring finger. It felt surreal. The multiple stones were shining and flickering from the light hanging over their dinner table. She reciprocated the short kiss, which was filled with passion. It felt like her whole body was shaking. This kind of excitement wasn’t something she believed you’d ever expect neither get used to. It was somewhat incredible what love and passion could start inside of a human body. She felt electric.

She chuckled lightly, as he said she should find a name for her dog. Her eyes shortly sought down between them, before her blue eyes found his. “Yes, of course,” she said, squatting down to the dog who stood by her leg filled with curiosity. She petted it shortly before she would grab the nametag once again, reading the words. “Mary. Her name will be Mary,” she said, with a low voice. Her name, her snow white appearance would and her personality would be a forever reminder of this day. Even if Mary one day would pass; she would be a forever memory, except for the fact that Jessica now would be waking up to her fiancé every morning – and within a couple of years, her husband.

He told her, that she didn’t know how much it meant to him and maybe she didn’t, but she knew how it meant for herself and it was a lot. She had been dreaming of this for so long and he probably didn’t know. Occasionally she had been wondering if she had been needing to take the step to ask him to marry her, but she didn’t want to risk it. It was better this way; when he felt like he was ready.
He reminded her of the guests and her eyes widened. She looked from the dog and up at him, “Is the table set?” she asked, while receiving the kiss on the cheek. It had been what she had been trying to do when the little fluff called Mary appeared. She turned around and entered the living room to set the table, letting him do whatever he needed to do in the bathroom. Mary seemed to follow Jessica by the heels and as soon as the table was set she sat down with Mary. They only waited for the guests to arrive.


The doorbell rang and she let Mary sit and way while shit opened up for the guests. Caliban wasn’t done with his bath yet, and she wondered when he was going to attend. She was the social butterfly of the two of them, but there was also limits to how much she could entertain both of them. She greeted them with a wide teethy smile and allowed them to enter and closed the door to keep the warmth inside. She hugged them tightly before she shared the news with Jasmine and Michael. Jasmine was of course overly excited and very impressed with the ring Caliban had gotten for Jessica. She showed them their way to the livingroom with the newly set table and Mary sitting there, waiting patiently, being quite excited when she saw Jessica. Wine was poured for the ladies, and whiskey for the men. Something about the difference in drinks made Jessica shut her mouth for a short while. Why didn’t the men get wine, or the women whiskey? Her excuse for not speaking that much  was sipping the wine and taking her place at the table. Soon the bitterness seemed to disappear and she started to join the conversation, giggling, laughing and having a good time.