Chapter 19

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When he opened it, he saw a sun necklace, it was half of a yin and yang necklace. He had a sun with little stars and it was white. Vilanteo tipped Hinlo's chin up and reached under the collar of his shirt. He pulled out a similar necklace with the black side. He had a moon with white stars. Hinlo looked at it in shock.

Vilanteo guided hinlo's hands softly to his own necklace, and the two little parts connected with magnetism. Hinlo smiled, and put his on. It was a choker necklace, but it also came with a chain if he wanted to change it.

"I didn't know what style you wanted, so I got both." vilanteo explained,showing him the other chain. Hinlo smiled brightly at him and nodded. It fit perfectly on him, and he was never taking it off, he didn't care if his parents saw. 

"Now, hinlo. This is my last gift if you say no. don't freak out, because it's not what you think it is!" vilanteo reassured while reaching for the gift he had hidden next to him the entire time.

He pulled it out and opened the small rectangular box. Vilanteo opened it and hinlo gasped when he saw the two small rings. Thoughts rushed to his head, but he waited for vilanteo, because he had said it wasn't what he thought it was.

"These are promise rings. And i'm going to give you my promise." vilanteo smiled, pulling out the ring with the sun on it. Hinlo understood and nodded.

"My promise to you is that I will be the best boyfriend I can be, I will keep you happy, safe, and warm. You will be happy with me, and I promise to always listen to you, and always hear you out. I promise to support you and give you unconditional love, if you become my boyfriend. So please please please, will you be my boyfriend?" Vilanteo whispered, about to slip the ring onto his middle finger.

Hinlo slid the ring onto his finger before smiling at vilanteo. "Yes." He smiled. Vilanteo cheered out so loud it echoed throughout the hills. Hinlo laughed loudly as vilanteo picked him up and spun him around.

Hinlo laughed so loudly he was surprised himself. Vilanteo set hinlo down on his feet and sunk to his knees, forehead pressed against his. Vilanteo let a few tears slip and hinlo wiped them off for him. Vilanteo smiled up at him and couldn't help himself.

Time stopped. The only thing audible was their heavy breaths and the wind rustling the cherry blossom tree. They both leaned in and Hinlo closed his eyes.

They kissed. It was the best feeling vilanteo had ever felt.

It was long, just pressing and moving their lips together. It was so perfect and beautiful that vilanteo couldn't think. He pulled away from hinlo and hugged him tightly, hinlo doing the same.

Hinlo and vilanteo just sat in silence, smiling at one another for the longest of time. They couldn't think of anything to say, but they stared at one another's face. After what felt like hours, vilanteo stood up, helping hinlo to his feet.

Vilanteo went to his truck and pulled out something from under the tarp. It was a floating lantern, like the ones from tangled. Hinlo giggled and grabbed the candle on the picnic blanket. He lit the bottom and they faced each other. They lifted the lantern and watched it float into the sky.

They wrapped their ring-covered hands together and cleaned the picnic up.

They loaded it back into the bed of the truck and sat in the front together, not letting go of one another's hands.

"So, your figure skating competition is tomorrow. I'll see you at three exactly. Also, are we keeping this a secret from school? Or are you alright with telling everyone?'' Vilanteo asked softly, rubbing circles on his hand.

Hinlo thought about it for a few minutes. Eventually, he had an answer.

"We can tell everyone. As long as I'm allowed to sit with you at lunch and wear your jock jacket." hinlo giggled. Vilanteo smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Wear it as much as you want, hinlo." vilanteo smiled. Hinlo smiled back and they stared at one another for a little while before vilanteo drove away with his hand on hinlo's thigh as usual. Hinlo was quite excited for tomorrow, but not as excited as vilanteo. 

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