adrian’s words were slightly confusing, however the younger boy opted to push it to the back of his mind and simply nod, as to indicate he’d promise. he wasn’t sure why he shouldn’t freak out, or what was going to make either of them freak out, but he just held tightly onto adrian’s hand as he let himself be pulled further into the gardens, blindly trusting the other. he smiled softly as they reached the middle, adrian turning to face him making the smile grow more. “ if i say no, will you keep saying it ? ” he muttered softly, as he looked up at adrian, he always loved hearing it — over and over again, those three little words coming from the other. “ i love you too, ” he then just muttered, pecking adrian’s lips quickly as he couldn’t resist.
‘ even if you say yes, i will continue saying that over and over again, until you get tired of me. and when you do, i’ll say it once more, just for good measure. ’ his words were accompanied with a cheeky smile, as he took a step closer to the boy, so they were pretty much flush with each other. his forehead resting against abel’s, he had to take a couple of breaths before he could start speaking again ‘ i don’t think i will ever get tired of telling you how much i love you, baby. ’ while one of his hands gripped abel’s, adrian used the other to raise his chin up slightly, so he could easily place his lips against the younger boys, repeatedly. even when he pulled away, he kept holding the others face, eyes scanning his expressions, looking out for something — anything that could tell him that it was a bad idea. but the moment he looked into the blond’s eyes, he knew it was worth it. even if he received a negative answer, even if the other hesitated. he had to try.
‘ you know... i can perfectly remember the first time i saw you. back at school. i could be wrong, but i think you were a sophomore back then, this young, bright faced baby with big hazel eyes. my friends wouldn’t stop teasing me about staring at you constantly, they even asked me if i was in love with you — i had to deny them — i never collected the courage to actually talk to you, instead of teasing you in the hallways — i wouldn’t be surprised if you thought i was making fun of you. and then — that one party, where i got so high i couldn’t see further than my nose — but i managed to see you across the room, and with the high induced confidence i came up to you — i was just planning to tease you some more, but something about those innocent, frightened eyes and those inviting lips of yours — ’ with those words, his fingers that gripped his chin eased their hold, thumb skimming over the soft, cold lips of abel’s. ‘ i couldn’t help but kiss you. i swear to god, my idiots of friends couldn’t stop making fun of me for weeks after that — that i kissed a fourteen year old with no intent of sleeping and dumping you. but i was whipped — so fucking whipped, baby. ’ skimming his nose against abel’s, adrian couldn’t help but place his lips against his boyfriends once more, reliving the memories that seemed to go so far back.
with another soft peck, adrian was pulling away again, having to stop himself from just attacking the other with repeated kisses over and over again — realizing that the feeling o being whipped for abel never truly went away. ‘ i —— i hurt you so much after that. over, and over again. i couldn’t let myself believe that i was in love with someone, and i chose to try and forget about it — even if it meant i hurt you, and myself in the process. but god, baby, even after countless of people and countless of idiotic ideas and shit that i’ve done, you manage to lure me back in with your beautiful face. i’m taking like a mad man right now — but i have something to ask you. —— i don’t know what the future will bring to us what will happen in ten, twenty years, even tomorrow. but i know that this decision i won’t regret ever in my life, and i firmly believe that you’re the only person that can bring the better of me out, and i can promise you i will try my best to be the best for you. ’
releasing his hold altogether of the boy, adrian was soon dropping on his knee in front of abel, disregarding the wetness he felt from the snow under his leg — instead taking out the small box he had hidden on the inside pocket of his jacket, black velvet framing it. ‘ baby — will you do me the honor and marry me? ’ his eyes focused firmly on the boy he was proposing to, shaky fingers flicking the box open — revealing a golden band, simple, but engraved with beautiful markings.