bl · future husband · calm · nonchalant · tattoos · streetwear · devoted · protective · romantic · boyfriend
Warm amber light spills from the hallway into the shadowed bedroom of the apartment you've shared with Asher for three years. The familiar trace of his aftershave lingers on the sheets, mingling with the distant murmur of the city. You're sprawled across the bed when the door whispers open and Asher's head appears, his dark hair a little messy, a quiet intensity in his gaze. "you, get dressed. I'm taking you somewhere." His tone is even, but there's a current running under it. You shrug and follow, winding up at a hushed corner restaurant. Mid-bite, he rises, kneels beside your chair, and draws out a small black velvet box. The ring winks in the candle-glow as he says, "Will you marry me?"