February had meant to think on it longer. A week at least. Serious thoughts she could articulate into actual words, but apparently just two days after her locket had made its way back to her had been enough. It wasn't like she had much else to think about, aside from distracting herself with reading or research of some kind.

Maybe it was the guilt overwhelming her, maybe it was the fact that she simply missed him, but she thought they needed to do this sooner rather than later. However it was going to go, she couldn't wait and let it simmer any more. She'd been wrong to leave the way she had, though she still had some serious issues with what he'd said, she regretted taking off like that. At the very least, she needed to apologize and go from there.

Laying in bed with a book to kill time before she could go, Febs held her locket in her hands, running her thumb over the engraving on the outside. She'd discovered it now contained a picture of him inside, which had given her a little bit of hope for the situation and may have been the deciding factor to reach out this morning. Once everybody was asleep, she tucked it into the pocket of her dress and crept down to the kitchen fireplace. Apparating might have been the smarter choice, from the safety of her bedroom, but she wasn't entirely sure how that would go.

One dizzying venture through the floo system later, Febs stumbled out of the fireplace. It hadn't been the graceful entrance she hoped for, but she straightened up quickly and brushed the soot from her skirts. She then passed him a small smile, fidgeting with the end of the braid that hung over her shoulder. "Hi."

It hadn't even been a week since she'd seen him last, but it felt like forever. The gravity of the situation weighed down on her and she struggled on where to begin. He didn't appear mad at her, but there wasn't much to go on just yet either. Febs wanted nothing more than to cross the room and wrap her arms around him, to apologize over and over until he believed her, but she couldn't get ahead of herself.

"Of course," Though she should have expected his surprise, she supposed she deserved it, given how she'd left. Still, she had to keep her wits about her in this discussion and she couldn't do that if she got too emotional. "I wanted to apologize," That was as good of a place to start as any. Febs waited a beat before continuing. "I shouldn't have left like I did and I'm sorry." There was no way for her to explain just how sorry she was. There was a lot more she wanted to say too, but she didn't want to go and stick her foot in her mouth if he really didn't want to hear it.

Biting her lip, Febs just barely contained the chuckle that threatened to escape. He looked... even more surprised, to say the least. As brash and impulsive as she was, as quick to anger and do things she shouldn't, Febs was always one to apologize when she knew she was wrong, whether it helped or not. She'd been so very wrong in this situation and she desperately wanted to fix it- without arguing.

Feeling emboldened by his reaction, Febs still thought better of closing the distance between them just yet. "I miss you." She said instead, hoping honesty would help.

Amidst the huge wave of relief, Febs rather thought this was too easy, but she wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Of every outcome she'd wondered about for tonight, this was the best she could have hoped for. Now she just had to start making up for it.

Febs moved forward, closing the gap between them quickly to wrap her arms around his middle, burying her face in his shoulder. "I shouldn't have left at all, I'm so sorry." She'd murmured, trying not to get all emotional about it, which was easier said than done. There was a need to explain herself, but trying to express her thoughts at the time about why she'd left would likely spark a fight she just didn't want to have. Not after she had done the one thing she knew she shouldn't have without even thinking about it, but she wouldn't make that same mistake again. "I'll never do it again." She promised, squeezing him tighter.

Febs smiled to herself, taking in the small miracle she was experiencing with open arms. His affirmation, his certainty gave her a level of confidence that everything would be alright that she hadn't previously reached. All of the anticipation about how this would go, the worry, the regret, it all melted away. Everything always seemed to just fade away when she was with him. It was easy to put things aside momentarily and just be present in the moment.

Feeling the tug on her braid had her leaning back to look at him. She could tell from his tone and his expression that it was a genuine question. She didn't even have to think about it, despite the fight, through the possible pregnancy, she knew it. Febs brought her hands to rest gently on his cheeks, wide blue eyes on his. "Yes, of course." She wouldn't have come tonight if she hadn't thought they could fix this, if they didn't have a future together.

If she'd been pleasantly surprised by how well this was going, she was not expecting the words that came next.

Her eyes widened, mildly curious, mouth slightly open, her turn to be shocked by the turn of events. It wasn't exactly a question, but she could tell he was being serious. Febs felt a surge of warmth through her chest, a little rush of adrenaline that soothed all of her doubts.

Again, the answer was immediate, no deliberation necessary. It didn't even matter that there was no ring, all she needed was the promise. Slowly she nodded, grinning from ear to ear. "I will, yes." She breathed out before she kissed him.

This was definitely not how she thought tonight was going to go. She'd anticipated lots of yelling, some crying, probably a little pleading, but she had not expected easy apologies and serious questions. Certainly not a genuine proposal, thought she was thrilled with the turn of events.

It was all almost too easy. Febby knew she'd learned her lesson and would not be making any of these mistakes again; she sincerely hoped the proposal meant he would do the same. Regardless, she had decided they could work through anything they needed to as long as they stayed committed to each other. There were a lot of logistics they needed to work out, but they could save that for later.

Febs slid her arms around his neck, smiling against his lips as she moved with him toward the bed. Though she didn't know exactly where this was headed, and considering they shouldn't be too reckless, the reality of it was she was unlikely to be the one to stop.

Easing back onto the mattress, Febby let it a long, slow sigh, completely content. She kept her eyes on him as he spoke, eyebrow quirked as he fished around in his pocket. They then widened as big as they would go when she realized it was a little ring box he held. Febs now held her breath, completely astounded, mouth open in a little oh as she sat up to look at it better.

The little amethyst ring was absolutely stunning, everything she could have ever hoped for. Not overwhelming, nothing too stuffy, her favorite gemstone; it was very her. For him to pick something out that was so fitting left her breathless and almost in tears. "It's beautiful," She sighed  softly and smiled at him. "It's perfect, this is perfect," A big formal proposal would not have been very fitting for them, this was. Since when had they don't anything the right way, anyway? "I love it." Febs turned toward him better and leaned in to press a gentle kiss to his lips. "I love you."