What sort of question is that? Of course. And coffee, please. A little cream and sugar for myself.
[ The sly looks is very obvious. Joe does not miss it.
It spikes his curiosity but sometimes he can have the same sort of patience as Nicky behind the scope of a rifle. He can wait to see what his love has planned. ]
[ Nicky plays with a few of the flowers, his eyes on Joe as he adjusts his tie, loosening it up like he needs a little more room, Adam's apple bobbing as he fights his nerves. Never mind how many times he has done this, he always gets nervous when he proposes to Joe. ]
Remind me to pick up dark chocolate so I can make cakes that sit out on the counter for you on a daily basis.
[ Nicky mock-pouts, smirking at Joe. ] I think I can help you to figure out a way to work off what I cook you. That, or we both return to Andy with an extra ten pounds and she will put us through a rigorous regiment to get it off.
[ He doubts a few weeks in Malta will truly make that much difference, especially as they do keep up their activity, but who knows?
And speaking of cake, Nicky grins to see the desserts being delivered, his shiny sparkling plastic ring a topper on the chocolate frosting. He waits until it's set down with the coffees and then reaches for it to suck off some of the frosting. ]
I thought it would be better in cake than in a drink. I don't want a repeat of that time you choked on it.
[ He takes it, makes sure Joe sees that it is cheap and plastic and glittery, and then he fumbles it, cursing as he gets to his knees on the ground to fetch it, and while he does, makes the switch though his hands still protect the sight of the ring from Joe. ]
[ Nicky grins as he keeps pretending to struggle, reaching out to balance his hand on the table as if he's going to get up. Only, then, he doesn't. Instead, he shifts to one knee and smoothly takes Joe's hand with his, adjusting himself to present the real ring, all silver and sapphires with its gleaming diamond. ]
It depends on your answer, but I think I will be okay.
[ He moves the ring so it catches the moonlight, staring up at Joe adoringly. ]
When we met, I had no idea what I was going to get myself into. I thought I knew everything. I thought I was better. You proved that I was an ignorant and inferior thing, and that you are the sun. You are bright and necessary and I would die without you, Yusuf.
[ Nicky reaches for Joe's hand to slip the ring on it, loving that it sparkles and sets off the warmth of his clothes with the coolness of the sapphires. He sets his ring beside it, and he cannot help his laugh. The sun gave his moon a ring like the sun, and he did the opposite.
He shifts on both knees to slide between Joe's, crawling up to pull Joe down into a slow kiss as people applaud around them, some confused because they remember Joe's proposal only moments ago. ]
You know, one of these days, we will have to do more than propose in one of these cities. We will actually need to get married.
[ Nicky lets his mouth fall open, that kiss deepening with ease as he practically tries to crawl into Joe's lap, though they do have to eat their desserts and that won't go over well. ]
It will be. I promise. But, when it is real, I think if you are willing, we should hyphenate.
[ It will be many names, but it will belong to them. Nicky crawls to the chair, but he rests his hands on Joe's shoulder to prevent himself from crawling into his lap. ]
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[ The sly looks is very obvious. Joe does not miss it.
It spikes his curiosity but sometimes he can have the same sort of patience as Nicky behind the scope of a rifle. He can wait to see what his love has planned. ]
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[ Nicky plays with a few of the flowers, his eyes on Joe as he adjusts his tie, loosening it up like he needs a little more room, Adam's apple bobbing as he fights his nerves. Never mind how many times he has done this, he always gets nervous when he proposes to Joe. ]
Remind me to pick up dark chocolate so I can make cakes that sit out on the counter for you on a daily basis.
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He can't imagine being with anyone else or loving anyone else. His heart is Nicky's. ]
I will have to work out three times a day if you make me cake all the time.
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[ He doubts a few weeks in Malta will truly make that much difference, especially as they do keep up their activity, but who knows?
And speaking of cake, Nicky grins to see the desserts being delivered, his shiny sparkling plastic ring a topper on the chocolate frosting. He waits until it's set down with the coffees and then reaches for it to suck off some of the frosting. ]
I thought it would be better in cake than in a drink. I don't want a repeat of that time you choked on it.
[ He takes it, makes sure Joe sees that it is cheap and plastic and glittery, and then he fumbles it, cursing as he gets to his knees on the ground to fetch it, and while he does, makes the switch though his hands still protect the sight of the ring from Joe. ]
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Do you have to bring that up? [ He's still embarrassed by that. He felt like such an idiot for not noticing. ] I wasn't expecting it.
[ How his husband can catch a bullet casing from a rifle without looking but can't handle a ring without dropping it baffles Joe.
It's just one of the mysteries of Nicky that he adores. ]
Do you need help down there, love?
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It depends on your answer, but I think I will be okay.
[ He moves the ring so it catches the moonlight, staring up at Joe adoringly. ]
When we met, I had no idea what I was going to get myself into. I thought I knew everything. I thought I was better. You proved that I was an ignorant and inferior thing, and that you are the sun. You are bright and necessary and I would die without you, Yusuf.
[ He lifts the ring, just a little more. ]
Marry me, my love?
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This man loves him and Joe is lucky as hell for it. ]
Yes, without hesitation, yes. Always. [ He holds out his hand so Nicky can put the ring on his finger. ] Nicolo, you are brilliant. My moon.
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He shifts on both knees to slide between Joe's, crawling up to pull Joe down into a slow kiss as people applaud around them, some confused because they remember Joe's proposal only moments ago. ]
You know, one of these days, we will have to do more than propose in one of these cities. We will actually need to get married.
ugh long day at work sorry
He slides his hands into Nicky's hair and kisses him deeply. Let them be confused. This is about them and no one else. ]
When we can do so under our real name. None of this Joe Jones. I want it to be real, Nicolo. I want it to be us.
all good! I was playing vball and then I had no brain when I returned
It will be. I promise. But, when it is real, I think if you are willing, we should hyphenate.
[ It will be many names, but it will belong to them. Nicky crawls to the chair, but he rests his hands on Joe's shoulder to prevent himself from crawling into his lap. ]
Can I please feed you this wonderful dessert?