He sits, smiling, on the steps of the float. They've been on the float for over an hour now so he decided to sit down first while they were on standby for their next activity. She approaches, smiling at him.
"Where have you been?" he asks.
"....bathroom....there were a lot of people....." she replies.
He nods and turns. She sits beside him. She smiles at the crowd which earn them cheers and swoons.
He fidgets, slightly bumping her. She turns and sees him, head down, obviously doing something.
"....what's that?" she asks.
He turns to her, smiling, holding up a single rose bud.
"I love you...." he says softly. The crowd sees this and cheer. The couple can barely hear each other but she knows, she always knows.
She smiles; Her eyes smile. She doesn't speak but acknowledges this sweet gesture by taking the rose and discreetly patting her hand on his back, the hand that she quietly rested on his back while no one was looking.
