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Sorry for taking so long @imlokigodofhorses, I had to prepare the gostel before spreading the word around properly!!

@draconess-tania kinda asked for Candlelight and Roses and since you didn’t give me any element to set the request, I decided to mix them together a little bit. I just left out the “Slow Dance”. I hope you two don’t mind it!!

This one came out a little bit long, with 1.806 words. However, this one came out fun, cute and very well grounded!

5 – Ring and 8 - Reminisce about the first time you uttered, “I love you.”(RayanxCandy)

Stepping out from our bedchambers, my feet found the delicate pink hair while my eyes adjusted to the dim golden light of the candles settle around the small living room. The fireplace was lit, cracking softly into the rustic and luxurious decorated space. My eyes found the trail of the rose petals in the dark, leading to the terrace’s door.

I knew the night was bound to be romantic; that was what Rayan said early, and knowing my boyfriend just the way I did, he would do anything in his power to make it unforgettable.

With a fluttering heart and a surely silly smile in my face, I followed the soft path, the bar of my dress dragging along some of petals with each step.

I saw his figure from the closed glass door, leaning against the railing, arms crossed as he watched the city lights, lost in thought. I looked at the outfit he was wearing, the black suit falling over his tall, relatively muscular figure like a glove. So painfully handsome that I had to hold my breath for a second, a little lost in the intensity of how much I loved that man.

The last months had been challenging for our relationship, like anything else was thus far, but it did nothing to change my mind about be with him or about my feelings. He was still honorable, good and as true to himself in a way that I could only hope be one day.

Of course, I thought with a sharper smile, he wasn’t perfect, as flawed as any man of his age and complicated history. But I didn’t love him any less. I simply couldn’t. Not when he loved me just with as much equal awareness and madding intensity as I loved him. Not when he would still try to pull out surprises like these even when he didn’t even need to.

I slid the door open, bringing him back from the clouds, green eyes fixing on mine before going down to the take the rest of me in, coming back with a gleam of admiration and something else, something hotter and that brought a flush to my cheeks, a pleasant feeling spreading through my chest.

“Calling you ‘beautiful’ right now don’t feel enough, ‘gorgeous’ and ‘phenomenal’ also don’t it doesn't seem enough to express how beautiful you are.” It didn’t scape me that Rayan wasn’t restricting it to that night or that moment, for him, I was beautiful everyday and even more tonight. He stepped closer, holding out his hand for me.

“You’re always so melodramatic.” But my hand reached for his, letting our fingers brush before interview them. Then, Rayan lean down, pulling my hand up and kissed it, his green eyes never leaving mine.

“I’m just trying to express myself. You left me quite lost with that dress.”

I smiled knowingly “That was my goal.”

“Damn, and I fell like always.” Rayan grin was wide and full of humor, I could feel the waves of happiness flowing from him and that made my heart tight for a moment. I missed seeing him like this.

“You look good as well.” I told him, letting my eyes vague over his night suit, noticing the missing tie and the two of the first open buttons on his shirt, doing nothing to mask my appreciation. “Very handsome.”

That was when he had to look away, trying to hide how shy my compliments made him feel – in that sense we’re very alike.

But it didn’t last long, Rayan pulled me a little bit closer, the night wind messing his hair e making my dress flutter. For a second, I thought he would lean in and kiss me, but instead, the palm of his free hand rested on my cheek, caressing it slowly. I lean in, loving how warm it felt.

“Do you still remember the first time you told me ‘I love you’?” His voice was low, another kind of caress over my skin in the dark.

“I do.” I could feel the dreamy slime in my lips, the memory still alive and fresh, like if it had happened just a few nights ago and not 3 years ago. “We were at that party, surrounded by people when you said you loved me and it suddenly felt like it was just the two of us there when I whispered back to you that I loved you too.” My voice became softer. “I don’t think I will ever be able to forget it, not even if I try.”

“Sometimes I caught myself thinking about that night and weighing my feelings back then to now… and, if anything, I think I love you even more now” Rayan gave me one of his breathtaking smiles, “we took our time to know one another, I saw you at your worst, you saw me at my worst, and none of that made any of us give up in what we have.” I could see all those emotions boiling inside of his eyes, so intense that it left me breathless.

Then Rayan stepped back, letting go of me, only to get down on one knee.

I could feel my heart stop.

“I told you before that I couldn’t see a future without you.” He took out of his pocket a small little velvet box. My hands went to my face, a little incoherent cry escaping me at what was happening. “I know we’re not out of the woods yet and maybe we will never be, but you’re the one I choice to be there with me, to face all the many hardships that that may still come. If it’s with you, I know I can face them all.”

The little box opened, and nested inside was the most beautiful ring I could’ve pictured.

“Would you marry me, despite all that?” Rayan was nervous, his whole body was slightly shaking, even if he kept his firm on me.

I took a shaky breath, trying to gather my own thoughts. My hand reached for his hair, leaning on slightly so that once again we could face each other on the same level.

Feeling choked up by my emotions, I kissed him, softly, while tears pouring down my face “Yes.” I said between kisses, “Yes, yes, yes.” I could feel his chuckling against my lips. “I definitely want to marry you.”

Rayan got up without letting me go, lips still insistently on mines. I moaned weakly, my hands running through his hair. His hand went for the small of my back, pressing, no space allowed between our bodies. We matched one another’s intensity, the hunger, the passion with equally eagerness, a kiss full of meaning and promises – and very much like our first “I love you”, it felt like we’re the only ones in the whole world, nothing else, nobody else mattered.

I wanted more.

The longing I felt from him lately felt close to snap, ready to consume us both… when he moved away slightly. Words of protest came to my lips, but Rayan took the engagement ring from the box he was still holding and showed it to me.

“Are you sure?” His voice was raspy, deep and emotional, green eyes darker and clouded by passion. My heart skipped a beat. “If you have any doubts, if…”

I shook my head, the seriousness of his tone sobering me up “I don’t. Even after everything that we went through, even after all that mess… even if it felt like it could break us apart,” I ran my hand on his hair, moving away the rebel strays that fell over his forehead, my eyes calmly fixed on his “in the end, it didn’t. We have been through a lot and every single time; we have managed it together. If this is how the future is going to be, with hardships, but with you besides me for whatever it takes, I’m sure about this.”

Then I gave him another smile, taking the ring from the small jewelry box and giving it to him “Could you?”

Rayan kissed my forehead, then my hand again, “With pleasure.” I couldn’t take my eyes away from our hands, from the tender manner in which he slips the ring into my finger. It fitted perfectly. “I don’t have any doubts either.” He took my hand again, this time kissing the ring, brushing my hand with his lips “You taught me how to love again. In a way that I never thought was possible to love someone. If I don’t ask you to be forever mine, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”

So dramatic. Even so, his words didn’t fail in making me feel special, loved and wanted. My arms went around his neck.

“Can we eat later?”

He raised one eyebrow to me, faking austerity “I wasn’t expecting that question. At most I thought you would say that you love me back.”

I shrug, “You know that already.” Despite my words, and his exaggerated sigh, Rayan’s hands went under me, I jumped over him, receiving a kiss on my neck “And I’ve agreed to marry you, it’s obvious because I love you.” He had an amused expression on his face, while carrying me and walking, “I’m yours, even before you asked for my hand AND even if you didn’t…”

The air was knocked out from me, when we both fell on our bed. His hands not losing a second more, running over my legs. “But I did. I’m trying to be romantic here.”

I laughed, ecstatic by the sensation of having him between my legs, warm hands working on my dress, pulling to expose more and more of my bare skin, “If I let you have your way, you would’ve spent the rest of the night proclaiming your love for me” I pulled his face back to mine, teasing his lips with mine, letting my words be just another of many caresses “then I wouldn’t have my way with you. Not so soon, at least.”

Rayan sighed, squeezing my ass in his hands “I love when you have your way with me.” I bit his bottom lip.

“See? We can have both. My and your way, for the next years too; until the rest of our days.”