Renga Oneshots

proposal

Today was the day. The day Langa planned to propose to Reki.

He had been carrying this plan in his heart for months, waiting for the perfect moment, and now, everything lined up just right. It was Reki's 27th birthday—an occasion already special on its own—but tonight, Langa would make sure it became a night neither of them would ever forget.

Langa stood in front of the mirror, fixing the collar of his shirt, exhaling deeply as he tried to steady himself. His reflection stared back at him—blue hair slightly tousled, crisp white long sleeves peeking out from under a light blue button-up. He wanted to look his best for Reki. Tonight was too important to leave any detail unchecked.

"I've got this," he reassured himself, but the pounding in his chest said otherwise.

Just then, Reki's voice called from the hallway. "Snow? You in here? It's time to go!"

Langa turned just as Reki stepped into the room, his presence filling it with warmth. He was dressed in black slacks and a deep red shirt that complemented his fiery hair. The second their eyes met, Reki froze for a split second, his cheeks dusting over with pink.

"Oh wow—you look great," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

Langa stepped closer, wrapping his arms loosely around Reki's waist. "Thank you, love. You look very cute yourself."

Reki let out a nervous chuckle, trying to look anywhere but Langa's intense gaze. His heart was practically doing backflips. "Okay—well, let's go. I'm starving," he whined playfully, pulling Langa's hand towards the door.

Langa let himself be dragged along, a fond smile on his lips. Tonight, everything would change.

After a fifteen-minute drive, they arrived at Reki's favorite restaurant. The exterior was illuminated with warm golden lights, giving the evening a romantic ambiance. Langa stepped out of the car first, quickly moving to open the door for Reki.

"Why, thank you, Sir Hasegawa," Reki joked, linking his arm with Langa's as they walked inside.

Langa chuckled but said nothing. He was too focused on making sure everything went smoothly.

Inside, the restaurant was buzzing with soft chatter and quiet clinking of silverware. The two found their seats near a window overlooking the cityscape, where streetlights flickered like fireflies in the night.

"So many good choices!" Reki grinned, scanning the menu eagerly. Langa, however, was already looking at him. He loved seeing Reki like this—bright-eyed, full of life, completely in his element.

"What about this?" Reki pointed at one of the dishes, his excitement clear.

Langa's eyes flicked to the menu. A small smile formed on his lips. "That's a Canadian dish I used to eat all the time growing up," he said fondly.

"Really?" Reki's eyes widened with curiosity. "Can I try some?"

"Of course."

Dinner went by in laughter and easy conversation. Langa had to fight to convince Reki to let him pay the bill, but eventually, he won. The redhead huffed in defeat but was secretly charmed by Langa's insistence.

As they stepped outside, a cool breeze swept past them, carrying the faint scent of the ocean. The streetlights cast a warm glow on the pavement, and fairy lights strung between trees illuminated the path leading to a nearby park.

"Woah, it's so pretty here!" Reki exclaimed, eyes darting around to take in the view.

Langa took a deep breath. It was time.

"Hey, Reki, come here," he said softly, leading him toward a secluded bench that overlooked the ocean. The waves shimmered under the moonlight, a mesmerizing sight that made the moment feel even more surreal.

They sat together, enjoying the peaceful silence for a few moments before Langa finally stood, turning to face Reki.

"Langa?" Reki tilted his head in confusion, but then he noticed the nervous way Langa was holding himself—the way his hands fidgeted slightly, the way his eyes were softer than usual. His heart skipped a beat.

Then, Langa bent down on one knee.

Reki gasped, his breath hitching.

"Reki Kyan," Langa began, his voice steady but full of emotion. "I love you so much. You are amazing in every way—kind, talented, passionate, and the most important person in my life. Every moment with you has been the best part of my existence, and I want to spend forever by your side. So..." He pulled out a small velvet box, opening it to reveal a golden ring that glistened under the streetlights.

"Will you marry me?"

Tears welled up in Reki's eyes as he covered his mouth with his hands. He felt like his chest was going to burst with all the emotions swirling inside him.

He practically collapsed into Langa's arms.

"Of course, Langa!!" he cried, clutching onto him tightly.

Langa held him just as fiercely, pressing his face into Reki's hair, breathing in his warmth. They stayed like that for what felt like forever, wrapped up in each other, until Reki finally pulled back, his cheeks tear-streaked but glowing with happiness.

"Okay, okay—put it on me before I start crying again," he laughed shakily.

Langa chuckled, sliding the ring onto Reki's finger with the gentlest touch. His own hands trembled slightly, but the moment felt perfect.

Reki admired the ring under the golden lights, sniffling. "I'm so happy right now. I don't even know how to process all of this." He let out a watery laugh before leaning his head against Langa's shoulder.

Langa kissed his knuckles tenderly, his heart swelling with love. "I love you so much, know that."

Reki tilted his head up, smiling through the tears. "I love you too."

Langa leaned in, pressing a lingering kiss against his lips. The world faded around them—just the ocean, the city lights, and the two of them, tangled in the moment that marked the beginning of forever.

This night was only the start of their next great adventure.

Wow look at me coming out with a new story.