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Date: 2020-03-10 02:23 am (UTC)[Tim looked delighted when Majima unfurled a handmade scarf, made out of soft yarn in that particular dark red color that he liked to wear so much, the one that he and Majima seemed to have unanimously decided looked good on him. If he noticed the mistakes in the knit, he didn't make any outward appearance of it, just wrapped it around his neck and pressed his face into the fabric.]
[Then Majima's down on one knee, and even though Tim had been expecting this, the sight of it still hit him like a kick to the chest. He was talking and Tim was listening, he really was, and everything that Majima was saying to him was wonderful and sweet and lovely, but he'd told himself that he was, under no circumstances, to start crying like a jackass in the middle of his proposal. For one thing, it was probably very rude, and for another, it would interrupt him and Tim didn't want him to have to stop just because he couldn't keep it together. But also, god, his whole face felt hot and his chest felt tight and he might just actually burst before his boyfriend-- fiancé?-- finished speaking.]
[He managed, barely, holding onto the knit scarf like it was a lifeline, fingers digging into the soft yarn. Hold it together, Tim, you absolute goober.]
[Will you marry me?]
Yes!
[It came out of him in a burst, like the word had been barely contained and was finally breaking free. He dropped down to his knees with Majima and threw his arms around him, pulling him into a hug and oh, okay, his face definitely felt wet, that was fine. Cue the stupid, dumbass waterworks, Tim was being Emotional again.]
Yes, yes, yes, of course, I'll marry you.
[He just had to be careful not to squeeze too hard, or else he might have a squished fiancé.]
Oh, my god. Gorō, I love you.
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Date: 2020-03-10 04:01 am (UTC)Majima's eyes were watering and he had no idea why; he was happy, he'd never been this ecstatic in his goddamn life. And he wanted to kiss Tim. The press of his mouth was brief against Tim's lips, because he couldn't quite decide if he wanted to smooch the man some more or tell him -- ]
I love you, too.
[ One thing, though, didn't require Majima to decide a damn thing, and that was returning the embrace. And hey, even if Tim did squeeze a little too enthusiastically? He'd die as he lived, with his face in a Grade-A rack. Long fingers ran through the bullman's hair as Majima drew his fiancé close -- as if Tim was the most precious treasure in the whole damn world.
(He was.) ]
I can't wait.
[ He was delirious, but still it occurred to Majima that he was almost forgetting something, and so he took the ring from its housing and with uncharacteristic clumsiness, managed to slip it over the first knuckle of Tim's fourth finger. There was the hard part; maybe he'd be less useless if he could just stop talking. ]
We'll get hitched under those cherry blossoms, huh? Have a nice, big place with a yard, and then we can wake up every mornin' together.
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Date: 2020-03-11 04:23 am (UTC)[The ring was cool when Majima slid it onto his finger, lacking all of his usual dexterity, and something about his always calm and poised fiancé turning into as much of a mess as Tim was terribly endearing. Good acting could fake a lot of things, but you couldn't fake turning into a clumsy disaster due to overwhelming happiness. And, sure, this was technically a wedding band, not an engagement ring, but that was fine-- Tim was going to be wearing it for the rest of his life, so what did it matter if he started a few weeks early?]
That sounds great. Perfect. We can do that, right?
[It seemed right, like completing a full circle. Get married under the same trees that they'd started their relationship, nearly a full year apart. Like something out of some sappy romance novel.]
[Then reality intruded slightly on Tim's happy bubble; he placed his newly ringed hand on Majima's chest, leaning back slightly so he could actually look him in the face.]
Wait, can we do that? That's, like, a month to plan a whole wedding, it's a really fast turnover.
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Date: 2020-03-11 04:59 am (UTC)[ That ring looked great on Tim, just like he knew it would. Had made double sure it would, in fact, because his beau had big old hands that could have been tough to fit otherwise. Right at present, however, those fingers felt just right up against his chest; Majima wrapped his own hand around Tim's, beaming like a fool. ]
We've got suits, rings, and I know exactly who we can ask to do the cake.
[ He drew Tim's hand in a little closer, over towards where his heart still sort of felt like it might beat out of his chest. And then he pressed his lips to the back of his fiancé's knuckles. ]
Besides, I don't wanna wait. Not any more.
[ In fact, he wanted to be married to Tim now, and only a sense of romanticism and a vague feeling like he should probably at least wait a year before popping the question and making the whole thing look like a total shotgun wedding had stopped him. Being reasonable? Thinking twice? Sounded fake. Majima had never been great about thinking things over before getting himself thoroughly entangled with someone he loved -- and he loved Tim most of all.
Sign him up for a lifetime subscription to nerdy beef. ]
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Date: 2020-03-13 05:54 am (UTC)'Any more'? [That made it sound like Majima had been thinking about it for ages, not just a few weeks.] How long were you thinking about popping the question? I didn't think it was even, like, on your radar 'til I brought it up a few months ago.
[Majima had seemed so surprised when he'd brought it up that one time, when they'd been talking about the cheating yakuza boss. Like he had never thought about getting married before, or at least had dismissed it as impossible already.]
[Which was kind of sad, if it was the case? When he wasn't going ham, Majima was kind and affectionate and attentive; good husband material.
Good father material, too, but that was a different thing entirely.It would be a shame if he just wrote that off entirely, something that he'd never have as a part of his life, even if he wanted it. Collateral damage in the pursuit of his ambitions as a crime man.]no subject
Date: 2020-03-13 07:12 pm (UTC)But it's a lot to ask someone, y'know? A whole other country, another planet, way in the past... and I ain't a nice, respectable doctor.
[ Which was probably what Tim deserved, right? A happy, stable life with someone who wouldn't worry him by getting into shirtless knife fights. Not that Majima would give him up now, not for anyone. ]
Had it in the back of my mind for a while, but I thought... uh, a lot of things, I guess.
[ Mostly, when someone hinted at the subject, Majima got flustered or gave it the brush-off. Never really took things as seriously as he could have, not even bothering to examine what he wanted, which always seemed so far-off and impossible. Sure, some cute gal might look at him with stars in her eyes, but was she really seeing him? Or was she too dazzled by the smile and the sense of danger? The way he filled out a sleek suit and listened to what she said, instead of forgetting her birthday or that daffodils made her sneeze?
For most, it was better to move on to a man who wouldn't come home soaked in seawater, sporting a gunshot wound to the abdomen. But -- ]
I thought I could make you happy.
[ And that was all he really wanted. Stupid little things, like holding Tim's hand and going for walks and seeing the bullman smile up at him like Majima mattered, like it was a good thing he was alive beyond how useful he was or how many bodies he could leave in his wake. ]
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Date: 2020-03-14 06:57 pm (UTC)[He had more of an affinity for dangerous people who could kick his ass, anyway. Moxxi and, sometime in the future, Ember-- one was a ruthless businesswoman who ran the gamut of enterprises from bars to slaughterdomes, the other, a pyromaniac performance artist with a flair for combining arson and uncivil disobedience. Not the kind of people that you had a happy, stable home life with, so, hey, handsome stab-happy yakuza man wasn't exactly out of place on that list.]
[Tim would still worry, of course. He'd still be upset when Majima came home soaked to the bone with a bullet in his gut, but at least bullets were something that he knew how to deal with.]
You do make me happy. I've, this is the happiest I've ever been.
[Because he was stupid in love and dating someone who reciprocated his affections and was kind and affectionate and treated him well, someone that he liked to be with and who somehow, inexplicably, was equally as goddamn absurdly thirsty as he was. What were the odds?]
You're more than enough for me.
[Tim kissed him again, like a liplock could somehow prove it to him-- that he was enough, that all Tim wanted was him as he was.]
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Date: 2020-03-15 12:47 am (UTC)[ And when Tim kissed him again, maybe he'd be able to read ahead in the disorganized, looping patterns Majima was tracing along the back of one beefy shoulder. What they said, and what Majima had to wait to say once their lips parted again: ]
You're the only one for me.
[ That was conviction, all right. What were the odds? They had to be long ones. Because there surely weren't many souls out there who could handle Majima loving them the way he did Tim -- lavishly, in not only gentler, traditional affection but the willingness to step on his lover and tell them how good they looked in some nice rope and a couple of well-placed lashes. ]
[ Another couple of smooches, as scattershot as the speckles over Tim's cheeks. Majima felt giddy, as if he was about to overflow with feeling, and maybe that was exactly where he was. But two could play at this dumb, flirty game. Hopefully Tim wasn't expecting it to stop once the proposal was out, that was just silly. ]
So tell me, huh? How long were you thinkin' about it?
Would you've said yes last year?
[ Yeah, Tim. Spill those juicy deets. ]
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Date: 2020-03-19 03:10 am (UTC)Oh, uh. Well. [Tim went a little red, which was hardly uncommon around Majima.] I mean, y'know, I thought about it a regular amount. As much as a normal person would think about it. Normally.
[Which means that sometimes he would lay on his bed, sighing like the lead in a Regency-era drama and thinking about 'til death do he part with his favorite wolfman. So only a normal amount if Pride and Prejudice was your metric for normal consideration of marriage.]
But, I, uh. If you asked me last year, it would've been really sudden? I would've had to think about it, for, like... I dunno, a minute? Then I probably would've said yes.
[Because when it came to love, Tim was, ultimately, an idiot.]
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Date: 2020-03-20 01:39 am (UTC)Majima went in for another liplock, the palm of his hand pressed up against the center of his fiancé's chest. Did he want to reassure himself that Tim was really there? Or reassure Tim that Majima wasn't just some dream concocted by a fatigued brain hopped up on paperback romances?
Maybe both. ]
I'm so glad.
[ About everything. But especially about the yes. ]
I was real nervous, y'know? Thought I'd forget what I wanted to say. But when ya said you'd come back with me, I was so happy.
[ A little stem of cherry blossoms was spiraling its way down towards the grass; Majima caught it and tucked it behind Tim's ear, because of course, right? Why wouldn't Tim look even more gorgeous with some dumb flowers in his hair, where all that product would probably keep it right where it was? All hail hair gel. ]
You're perfect.