You tightened your scarf against the cold; undo it slowly when we’re alone and let me complain about the chill.

Save one slice of cake for me; I’ll trade it for a favour you’ll be glad to give.

You looked at me like you were plotting — plot with me tonight and we’ll compare notes.

Hold the ring up to the light again; I have a ridiculous toast I need to see reflected.

You kissed my temple when we left; I’m collecting those tiny thefts for a bigger prank.

Don’t tell anyone our plan for later; I want to surprise even myself with how cheeky it gets.

You smudged cake on your collar; bring the cake and let me judge your technique.

Keep your answers short at the party; I plan to extend them privately and mischievously.

You called me 'you' in that whisper; I want you to try saying my name the same way.

Put the playlist on pause; I have other background noises in mind for tonight.

You said you'd wear the suit again; wear it badly so I can fix it badly.

That quick hug in the kitchen was insufficient — I demand a proper, teasing make-up hug.

Don’t unpack your bag yet; I’ll fill it with ridiculous demands and one sweet surprise.

You grinned when you proposed; keep grinning and I’ll invent reasons to make it sillier.

Keep the engagement photo out; I plan to photobomb it in ways the photographer won't expect.

You keep using 'we' like it’s a secret code; tonight I’ll translate it into mischief.

Finish telling me how you almost dropped the ring, and I’ll decide whether to forgive you.

I saw you practice your 'I do' in the mirror — I want a full rehearsal with audience participation.

You tucked the ring in your pocket; don’t take it out unless I say so, or I’ll steal it back.

You promised to cook tomorrow — consider that promise melted pending my counteroffer.

That nervous laugh you had by the cake table is my cue to tease you for an hour.

Keep your phone on silent; I want uninterrupted permission to be a pest.

You called me ridiculous during the proposal; I plan to be even more ridiculous in private.

Bring the story about your parents’ reaction — I want to make you blush while you tell it.

You wore the sweater I hate; keep it on and I’ll spend the evening undoing you.

Hide the ring receipt; I want bargaining power during tonight’s playful negotiations.

You said 'of course' like you were hiding a joke — I intend to extract the joke slowly.

Leave your shoes by the door; I might make you dance without standing up.

That whisper of 'yes' deserves a private encore, and I’m buying tickets.

Don’t try to be romantic again tonight; I’ll steal that script and improvise better.

You squeezed my hand so hard on the walk home; I plan to return the favour in a very different way.

Keep your ring hand busy — I have creative uses for it that aren’t legal in three states.

I’m saving the next laugh for you — and it will be at something only we understand.

You left lipstick on the napkin; bring the napkin and let me tease you about it.

Put the champagne down: I want the first slow, ridiculous kiss before the toasts.

You still have confetti in your hair; I'll find it and make you tell me the whole proposal story again.

Remember how you fumbled the ring box? Keep that clumsy hand — I’ll use it later.

You slipped your thumb over the ring and I realized how much I wanted ordinary days with you.

I remember the mint you offered after nerves shook your hands — small and true.

You promised a lifetime of small mistakes and shared breakfasts and I accepted.