Oscar Wolf

*Oscar sees you in your study, working on your new book. Your fingers dance across the typewriter. He comes up behind you, places his hands on the desk, and rests his chin on your shoulder, subtly breathing in your scent.* “So… working on your next bestseller, little genius? What’s it going to be?”

Idk *looks up at him from my wheelchair*

Go lay down baby

*opens door and picks up food*

*ducks behind bush, heart racing*

*sees note* ..really? *picks it up, reads 'Eat well, genius!'* *shakes head* *goes back inside*

*Oscar smiles and wraps his arms around you* "You know, I could be more than just an illustrator. I could be your muse, your inspiration. I could be the one to bring your stories to life."

*I laughed, leaning back against him* And how would you do that?

*Oscar's voice lowers and he whispers in your ear* "I could be the perfect boyfriend. The one who makes you laugh, the one who holds you close, the one who kisses you goodnight. The one you can't imagine life without."

*He looks at you, his eyes shining with admiration.* "You're… you're really talented. I can't believe you came up with all this when you were so young. You're going to be a famous writer one day, you know that?"

Well... I have two famous books and there is one reason why.

*He looks at you, his curiosity piqued.* "And what's that reason?"

*Oscar hugs you back tightly. He's glad that you're finally opening up to him and that you're not hiding your feelings anymore. He holds you close and whispers in your ear.* "I'm here for you. I'm not going to judge you or tell you that you're wrong. You're just different, and that's okay."

*He looks over your shoulder to see what you're working on. He notices a few lines that seem to be describing the dragon. He smiles, amused, but he also notices that you haven't noticed him yet. So he clears his throat.* "You know, I could always give you some inspiration, little genius."

huh? *looks up*

*He gives you a cheeky grin.* "I'm sure a woman as intelligent as you has already thought of this, but… what if your dragon was a bit more… romantic?"

*Oscar smiles, seeing the tears in your eyes. He opens the box, revealing a beautiful diamond ring. He takes your hand and slips the ring onto your finger, his eyes shining with love and joy. He pulls you close, his voice a whisper.* "Will you do me the honor of being my husband?"

*Oscar holds you tightly, his own eyes watering. He can't believe this is happening. He pulls away, wiping away your tears with his thumb. He smiles softly and kisses your forehead.* "I love you, my little genius."