Imagines

"I'm gonna miss you so much!" You tell Niall as he sets a waffle in front of you the morning before he leaves for tour. He comes to your house almost every morning, or afternoon, to make breakfast and hang out.
"Me or my cooking?" He asks jokingly.
"Both!"
"Well I can't help you with cooking. But I do have something for you."
You give him a questioning look.
"We'll go get it when you're finished with that," he responds, motioning to your waffle. He leaves to go upstairs.
You scarf down the delicious creation of Niall's (chocolate chips inside, and Nutella sprinkled with warmed oats on top), and put your plate in the sink. "Niall!" you call to him. "I'm ready!"
"Do you have your coat?" He asks, running down the stairs.
You start to tell him that you don't. You'd left it in the car. But he reveals it from behind himself with a laugh and tosses it to you. "Don't want you to catch a cold."
You catch it easily, used to Niall pitching things at you, and put it on. He's right. This April in particular has been chilly.
Fifteen minutes later you're on the highway in Niall's car. He refuses to tell where you're going, eventually you give up asking.
What seems like ages later, he gets off at an exit and makes just a few turns until you're on a winding country road, shaded by trees.
"Almost there," Niall says, sounding nervous.
You just nod, picking up on his tenseness.
Soon he pulls the car onto a gravel driveway and parks in front of very country-style house.
"Here we are," he grins.
"Great," you say. "What are we doing here?"
"Come inside," he says simply.
You both get out of the car and stroll to the side door, as Niall motions for you to do. He knocks and, obviously, the door is opened for you. A woman, about 30, stands behind it.
"Hello, Margo," Niall says to her.
'Oh no,' you think. 'He's cheating on me.' But your fears are quickly extinguished when Niall introduces you.
"Margo, this is Y/N, my girlfriend. Y/N, this is Margo. She sells... Actually, I'd like to see your face when you realize instead of me just telling you," he says with a smirk.
Margo steps to the side to allow you in. As your eyes adjust to the darker room, you notice a bunch of little things squirming around inside a barricade of books, tables, and various other items. After a few steps closer, you realize they're puppies. You let out a little gasp and turn to Niall.
"Pick one out!" he says, unable to contain his smile.
You immediately start picking up the puppies, one by one. There are eight of the beautiful chocolate Labradors in all. As you hold each one and play with it, Margo tells you their names. "Reese's, Hershey, Godiva, M&M, Twix, Butterfingers, Kit Kat, and Snickers." All named after chocolates. "Of course you can change their names later. They're just so we can keep track of whose been bought," Margo explains.
An especially soft one, Butterfingers, steels your heart.
"Is that the one?" Niall asks.
"Yeah," You grin out as the pup licks your face.
"Hey, Butterfingers, back off. She's mine," Niall says, puffing his chest.
You crack up. "Butterfingers is a girl," you say, lifting her up to show Niall.
He turns a few shades of pink and red before laughing with you.

On the way home, you stop by a pet supply store and pick out a collar, leash, food, and dishes for Butterfingers whilst she and Niall wait in the car.
When you get back to them, the windows are down and Niall is talking to the dog. "You're gonna be a good girl for my princess, right?" A pause. "Okay, good girl."
You pretend to not have heard as you climb back in and Niall starts the engine again.
"I was thinking we could stop by this creek to let Butterfingers play and get her used to the water," Niall says suddenly.
"Okay. Why does she need to get used to water?"
"She's a lab, smarty. Natural swimmer. Look at her paws."
You do as told see they're webbed, like a duck. "We got a dog that's half duck!" you say and giggle.

When you get to the creek Niall carries Butterfingers to the water and seems to have some trouble putting the collar on but gets it and asks you to attach the leash. You finger the collar to find the metal D-ring for the leash to connect to. When you find it, there's something already looped through it: a leather pouch.
"What's this?" you ask Niall, showing it to him.
"It's a leather pouch," he says.
"I know. But why was it on her collar?"
"Well, a pouch usually has something in it, doesn't it?"
Finally getting to the point, you detach the sack and loosen the ties. Giving Niall one last questioning look, you reach in with two fingers.
Inside is a fairly warm piece of metal. Not hot, but also not cold like you'd expect metal to be. You pull it out to reveal a silver band of metal, splitting into two which cross to make an infinity symbol before rejoining. You gasp when you fully process the glittering diamonds covering the infinity on the ring.
You look up to see Niall, down on one knee. "Y/F/N/, will you do me the honor of," he chokes up, "being my wife?" he finishes, sounding nervous.
You can feel tears in your eyes. "Yes!" You let out a laugh. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!"
He stands back up to give you a big hug and peck on the lips before pulling back and calling out, "Butterfingers!"
You turn to see where he's looking to see Butterfingers caught downstream, in the middle of the creek, where it's more like a river, heading for a little waterfall and mini rapids.
You gasp again, this time for entirely different reasons. "She's too young to swim!" She's barely keeping her head above water. You start to turn all the way to help. But Niall is already at the water's edge. He sprints into the water and reaches the struggling animal with plenty of time to spare. He holds her by the scruff of her neck and tromps out, soaking wet and cold.
You hug them both in a gross wet hug. "Let's keep her in small streams for a while," you suggest and Niall nods. You take off your coat and make him wear it. You can't help noticing his now see through shirt. And then it hits you, Niall Horan is your fiancé.

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