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Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ #29: So Wishy-Washy

~ Chapter #29: So Wishy-Washy ~

Aleks' eyes were quick-witted to twinkle with delight and stupefaction as he stared at the ring contained within the box that sat in Eddie's offering palm; his body seeming to seize up with the hesitance revolving around the array of feelings he experienced in that moment. The longer he gazed towards the circular piece of jewelry in betwixt the two cushions of the minuscule cube, the more ecstatic and rapturous emotions bubbled up inside of him, and the more his happiness was amplified and reflected through his flustered facial expression. Was that object being held out to him- really meant for him? A tangible gift that was bought for him? He could feel his cheeks warm up with the realization of this; subtle shades of pink washing over his face's porcelain skin that coated his cheek bones as giddiness churned in his gut. Out of his peripheral vision, Aleks could see Eddie's facial expression gradually light up with soft facial features. A blatant grin had been tugging at the Latino's lips as he had been watching his date react to his present, and the up curve of his mouth out of the corner of his eye made the Russian return the beam in his own fashion. Sure, it may have been a little smaller in size than Eddie's smile, but it was no less authentic.

The brunette's eyes shimmered with a swelling dubiety, just as his mouth curled down with the same emotion; this really couldn't be real. This was all too perfect, and this gesture was awfully surreal- just to add onto the suspicious air that was lingering heavily on the air around him... Though, it was too joyous to give up.

Aleks, unable to continue considering that this was a false reality for even one more second, sniffled softly, and stirred in his chair with little movements as possible; prior to making his smile appear again and eventually standing up from his chair with a swift action. Supporting his body slightly by leaning on the table beside him since his left leg fell asleep, the boy looked down at the ring once again, appearing as if he were having second thoughts of some kind in Eddie's point of view, before the Russian worked up enough courage to peer up at the other teen, though, he executed the glance with an obvious reluctance. It was when Aleks bounded their gazes together, that he was suddenly able to speak, after gawking for an abundance of seemingly endless minutes and mulling over his words for some time now.

"Eddie-" He called with a break in his voice; the interruption being an unexpected and rudely appearing hiccup. He stopped speaking when the verbal foolishness spilled out and when he saw the other teen's eyes dazzle him with such anticipation that it both alarmed and ushered him on. After a period of delay did Aleks attempt to speak again; his words somehow seeming to mock their executor in his own mind. "I- may I w-wear it?" The brunette's voice resounded in the form of a soft, questioning whisper, as he watched Eddie's eyes return his stare with tenderness. 

The question nearly made the Latino squeak with excitement. Could he wear it, pfft... Eddie wanted nothing more than to let the brunette to bare his present that marked him as his own in his eyes! Forgetting the ability to answer with words, the fawn-skinned male merely grinned - the excess of a smile making Aleks' heart thump in his ears - and nodded slowly; his eyes closing for the duration of the lip curve to assist in the genuine smile he was directing towards his date. It was after a short lasting moment when Eddie shifted and looked down at the ring box he still held on display. He took the open cube into his two hands and reached his right hand towards the circular piece of jewelry with his thumb and index finger. Delicately removing the ring from between the two soft cushions and rotating the silver object with cautious fingers, the obsidian-haired teen could practically sense Aleks' gaze be propped with an amiable look to the ashy-amber orbs he came to love, and eventually let out a soft chuckle before looking towards the other male once more and holding out his left hand, after slipping the velvet red box back into his pocket so that he had a free hand. His date was quick to interact with him, and it surely wasn't long before Eddie felt a hand be set atop of his palm gently; the Russian's ring hand's fingers being pointed towards him appropriately. The Latino beamed ever-so-softly at the action, before his right hand's index finger and thumb rotated the ring in their grasp once more. He soon ceased twisting the jewelry in his grip, and brought the ring to the dog-eared boy's outstretched hand.