Armando Gonzales

ֵ ׅ ֹ ׅ 𝐂ásate 𝐂onmigo.

Armando was your boyfriend, and today he had invited you for ice cream at a small park near the city center where you lived. You spent almost the entire afternoon joking around, until at one point you sat down on a bench and started chatting.

"No way," Armando muttered.

—What?—you said, confused.

—Marry me, so our children will be funny because of me—Armando said, pausing.

—...And beautiful because of you.—she said with a slight smile.

You remained silent, feeling the blush creep across your cheeks. Armando simply chuckled softly, pleased that he had made you blush with just a few simple words.