A little oneshot, for xxPanicFanxx.
Age was never an issue for Ryan and Gabe. Gabe's father, however, found marrying at twenty-five to be far too young.
Ryan would very casually watch Gabe sleep at night, counting the rhythm of her breathing.
The first time Ryan held his little girl in his arms, he was unable to think of how he could have created something too perfect for words.
Gabe's dignity always got the better of her, but Ryan never let that stand in his way.
Checking them twice a day, Gabe always found 'love letters' attached to a lot of her new e-mails.
The worst thing Gabe ever did was not dating Ryan, but letting her family know she was dating Ryan.
The first time they ever fought resulted in Ryan leaving, but they both knew he wasn't really ready to say goodbye.
'Heaven on Earth' was never an expression Gabe found to be true. And then she met Ryan.
Indigo was the color of Ryan's best pair of socks. They were NOT supposed to be washed at the same time as Gabe's best shirt as Ryan learnt the hard way.
Ryan and Gabe's life was much like a jigsaw; there were many pieces to put together and they only fitted in a certain order.
Their second date was a casual trip to the cinema, but Gabe would always remember it as the time Ryan bought her kettle corn and she tasted it for the first time.
She was his light bulb at the best of times. And he was her light at the worst.
Gabe was always a goody-two shoes. So, her parents never expected a thing when she started sneaking out at midnight each night to meet up with Ryan.
If there was one thing Ryan loved about Gabe, it was the fact she treated him like no other girls had treated him before. She knew how to say no to his antics.
Gabe was always into eating organic food and Ryan completely against it. Opening his packed lunch at work one day, he didn't find it funny to only find an orange.
If there was one thing that Ryan and Gabe didn't share in their apartment, it was Gabe's diary. It was far too personal and would have been embarrassing to have him see 'Mrs. Gabe Ross' scribbled over multiple pages.
The day the two got married was the day Gabe no longer was Ryan's Princess. She became his Queen.
Red was the color that Gabe insisted on painting the bedroom. Ryan wasn't complaining. After all, at least he would 'blend in' if he wore his ever-famous rosevest.
If there was one thing about Ryan that Gabe hated, it was his ability to turn anything he said into sarcasm.
Ryan never rested when Gabe broke her toe. Six weeks of doing her bidding as she was unable to do it herself.
If he could, Ryan would have given his Princess the universe at the tip of her fingers.
Violet was the color of the room Gabe gave birth to her first daughter in. It was only fitting to name her such a pretty name.
Walking was a way that Gabe kept herself from insanity. When Ryan joined her, it never quite meant the same thing to her again.
The first time Ryan met any of Gabe's family members was not a good experience. What was worse was when Gabe invited him to Spain to meet the rest of her family and he couldn't say no.
Yellow is the color of the sun and Gabe was never quite as happy to see the floating rob in the sky as she was when it poked its head out in during her December wedding.
Living with Gabe was like living with someone who had OCD. Living with Ryan was like living with animals at a zoo. Filthy!
Well, xxPanicFanxx, did you like your little surprise? I might do more fics in this style, that's if y'all liked it though!