This ended up being a short story than a series of one shots, but I will have to end it here as I haven't really been able to give time to writing lately and it's not fair to the stories. As soon as I can I will try to continue this or write a new one.
Thank you so much for reading and hope you liked it.
Hope Van Dyne knew for a fact that she couldn't do what she is supposed to do today. She drank another glass of water, hoping it would somehow drown the sheer terror she was feeling about the situation.
"It's okay...', she said to herself out loud, '...it's better not to go through with this."
As she paced around the room she ran her hands up and down on her dress. Her feet stopped in front of the mirror and her gaze fell on herself and the tears welled up within a second.
As they started falling, there was a knock on the door;
But, before she could open it;
"Don't.", Scott's voice came from the other side.
She leaned against the door, wanting nothing more than to feel him holding her;
"What are you doing here?", she asked in a soft voice.
The doubt in her voice didn't go unnoticed by him;
"Well, you know, I just found out I have the day free, so I thought I'll go meet my fiancé."
That got a muted chuckle as a response from the other side of the door.
"Tell me what's wrong?"
His voice was almost a whisper but, she heard it loud and clear.
She took a deep breath in and out, stopping the occasional tear from falling;
"What if I'm not good at this?"
"At what?", he asked back.
"This...', she gestured to the empty room, '...us, marriage."
He would never say it out loud but, he was so glad that she was as terrified as he was;
"You say that like I'm good at it."
"You were a different person then, Scott.", she countered back.
"I was and you were a different person back then too, I'm guessing. So, when we are totally different from what we used to be, how can be sure that this won't work."
She closed her eyes and tried to make sense of his words and...they made a little sense but, that fear was still lingering;
"What makes you think that 'today us's' won't screw it up."
"Because you have me and I have you."
She could hear the smile in his voice. As his words settled in, the doubt slowly started to fade away as her mind conquered up images of a life that they could have and they were beautiful.
He hadn't heard anything from her side for a few minutes, so he got up and was getting ready to slam through the door;
"You there?", her soft voice said from the other side.
"Yeah...', he straightened himself, '...always."
"Do you mind closing your eyes?"
He wanted to ask why but didn't, mostly because she probably wanted to do the same thing as he did.
"Okay. They're closed."
"You sure ?", she questioned.
He smiled with his eyes closed, "Yes. I'm sure."
She carefully and slowly opened the door. The sight in front of her almost took her breath away. She missed him, they were separate for a day but, she really missed him. Also, he looked very handsome.
She softly walked towards him;
"Hello.", he said with a smile and his eyes closed.
"Hello.", she replied back as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
His arms instantly pulled her closer as he pressed a kiss to the side of her head.
"You look very handsome.", she said quietly.
"And you look very dark , is it the makeup?"
She couldn't help but laugh out at that and within a few seconds the tension had melted away leaving them with nothing but each other.
"You wanna get this show on the road?", he asked as she pulled back but was still in his arms.
She wanted to say something that would express the happiness that he was responsible for bringing in her life but, words would fall short.
The next thing he felt were her lips on his, and they were gone within a second, leaving him wanting more.
"Let's get married."