Draco panicked in the absence of a response, "I know we haven't had a proper chance to discuss marriage or our future or anything of the sort, but," he sighed. "I want it. I want a life with you outside of the plan. Screw the entire plan, actually, I wanted to propose to you long ago. I apologize it took almost losing you to realize that appropriate timing is absolute fuckery." His fingers swept across her bare abdomen, "We are expecting a child, and I want to be married to his mother before I meet him. I do."