Arashi takes the ring just as carefully, and this time he does move, to put himself in front of Harvestman, on one knee. He makes a show of positioning himself just right, fixing his damp hair, smoothing down the front of his robe, before he meets Harvestman's eyes again, and it's difficult to keep the smile off his lips.
"John Sugihara," he says, very deliberate, "Two years ago, I told you that I wasn't gonna be just another fuck to you. Obviously I was right. We... have fucked, a lot, and fought, also a lot, and cried more than I care to admit and laughed more than I thought I remembered how. We hate the same people and mock the same things, and you just... you fucking light me up inside."
It stopped being a joke, somewhere along the way. There is an earnestness in Arashi's eyes now, bright in the blackness. "I know you don't believe in eternity, and honestly... neither do I, not really. But what I know, what I know is that I haven't had this much fun in three hundred years. I want to chase that feeling with you, for as long as we get."
Arashi holds up the ring, the corner of his mouth quirking upward. "I hope you want this back, John, because no one else can have it. Will you marry me?"
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Date: 2014-05-29 04:51 am (UTC)"John Sugihara," he says, very deliberate, "Two years ago, I told you that I wasn't gonna be just another fuck to you. Obviously I was right. We... have fucked, a lot, and fought, also a lot, and cried more than I care to admit and laughed more than I thought I remembered how. We hate the same people and mock the same things, and you just... you fucking light me up inside."
It stopped being a joke, somewhere along the way. There is an earnestness in Arashi's eyes now, bright in the blackness. "I know you don't believe in eternity, and honestly... neither do I, not really. But what I know, what I know is that I haven't had this much fun in three hundred years. I want to chase that feeling with you, for as long as we get."
Arashi holds up the ring, the corner of his mouth quirking upward. "I hope you want this back, John, because no one else can have it. Will you marry me?"