Prepared

Percy had always told himself that he was prepared for anything. He could any situation, no matter what. And he was. If the minister asked him to do something he could always do it, no matter what. He would be able to do it and finish it in time, no matter how difficult. But this, this he wasn’t prepared for.
      “Well?” Oliver looked at Percy expectantly while being down on one knee. “I- I don’t know what to say. I’m not prepared for this, I-“
      “I understand, you’re not ready yet to marry me. It’s okay Percy.” Oliver said it was okay, but Percy could see that Oliver was hurt, it showed in his eyes. “That wasn’t what I meant Oliver! I’m more than ready to marry you, I just wasn’t prepared for you asking me right now. It overwhelmed me. But of course! I’ll marry you, any time, any day.”