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what year is this even

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[anchorspear]

[ Motonari doesn't need to say anything right now - his silence speaks volumes. ]

Well, I've been thinking since then. About what I said. [ Motochika's sure he remembers, but - ] I want to have that kind of life with you - a quiet life where it's just the two of us, together, always.

So I had this made for us. [ He takes one of Motonari's hands and places a little box in his palm. Inside is a fairly simple but beautiful ring, with the Mouri family symbol surrounded by little green and purple gems.

It's not Motonari's size, though. It's far too big for that. ]

[solaring]

[Ha ha, what.

Motochika is proposing to him. That much is clear. And Motonari doesn't have to think twice about his answer (even if that infuriates a tiny part of him).

However. The ring is very much not Motonari's size.

Is.... . . Motochika actually an idiot.]

... That's not going to fit me.

[anchorspear]

[ Motochika is definitely an idiot - but not for this, he swears!! ] Course it's not - it's for you to give to me. [ it's the perfect size for a big oaf like him?????? ]

[solaring]

[Motochika is an idiot. There's no other explanation: Motonari doesn't UNDERSTAND.]

I'm not giving it to you.

[anchorspear]

[ This... is definitely not how he imagined this going in his head. ]

Oi- but you wanna marry me, right? [ you wanna marry this idiot???? ]

[solaring]

[He's begining to rethink his answer tbh]

Are you proposing to me?

[anchorspear]

[ rude. ]

Of course! Isn't that obvious, Motonari? [ it... really isn't anymore............ ]

[solaring]

You have presented me with a ring that isn't for me under the pretext that I'm to give it to you. If you're proposing to anyone, you're proposing to yourself.

[Motochika you thought this out perfectly but then your execution... sucks]

[anchorspear]

[ Motochika's begins to turn bright red from embarrassment. aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ]

Dammit, that's not what I meant! Look- [ He takes one of Motonari's hands again and squeezes it tight. ] I want to marry you! And I'm gonna get you a ring later! But I figured it meant more for you to claim me as yours first.

[solaring]

[Motonari is quiet for a moment. He takes a good look at Motochika's face, ever genuine. He's clumsy. And a little (a lot) stupid. But now Motonari can see the thought he's put into this.

He's right, after all. Motonari cherishes his family name more than most other things. When they eventually got married, he's sure it would have been yet another argument for them. He wouldn't be willing to budge on his name: he wouldn't take Motochika's nor combine the two in any way.

But this way...] I see... If I give this to you, you'll take the Mouri name.

[It's clear now. Those last two braincells of Motochika's are actually rather smart.]

[anchorspear]

[ Those two brain cells work very, very hard, okay. ]

Exactly. [ The relief that finally, finally his intentions have come through loud and clear is evident on Motochika's face. His voice softens, tender, and he rubs his thumb over his knuckles. ] You know that I'm yours regardless - but if I take your name, there's really no doubting it. I'd be Mouri Motochika, after all.

[ And boy, does just saying it so plain and simply make a warmth bloom in his chest. ] So, what do you say? Will you have me?

[solaring]

[Oh. Motonari feels heat suddenly hit his cheeks. Mouri Motochika... sounds very nice. And Motochika looking so soft does things to his heart.] Hmm. Mouri Motochika does have a nice ring to it.

[He leans from his seat to reach Motochika and press the gentlest of kisses to his lips.] Yes...

[anchorspear]

[ His breath leaves him in a rush as a warm smile spreads across his face. If Motonari thinks he's going to get away with just one kiss after agreeing to marry him, he's sorely mistaken.

He threads his fingers through his hair and kisses him again, and again, and again, and again, just as gentle as the first, but full of all the love bursting out of him. ]

[solaring]

[Of course he's not going to get away with just one kiss. He knows that. It was just one to punctuate his answer. A resounding yes.

Still, he chuckles into those many more kisses.] Come now, Motochika.. enough.

[anchorspear]

[ That laughter, with those soft words, make Motochika smile even harder. ]

Haha... sorry, Motonari. I can't help myself.

[ It's hard to pull away - he really just wants to kissing his fiancé (his fiancé!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) - but he draws back just enough to give him his hand. ] But you wanna give me that ring now, right?

[solaring]

Yes, yes. [He gingerly takes the ring and Motochika's hand.

Motonari has probably never handled something as gently as when he slips the ring onto Motochika's finger. He hates to admit it, but as much as the ring would have suited himself, it suits Motochika so much more.

There it is.] You're mine now, Motochika.

[anchorspear]

[ Prior to now, Motochika had only worn what is now his engagement ring briefly, just to be sure the sizing was perfect. So seeing the ring he so thoughtfully designed on his finger, placed there by Motonari, nearly takes his breath away.

He chuckles softly, twisting his hand in his hold to lace their fingers together. ] I've been for a while now, you know. [ Forehead kiss! ] But now, you've got me 'til the end of our days.