Michael smiled as he watched Luke stand beside the shore. He looks so beautiful that the sunset over the ocean can't even beat him.
The older boy walked down the beach with his hands in his pockets, admiring Luke the whole way.
"Tell me how I got so lucky as to be able to call you mine every single day." Michael said, and Luke smiled, looking down at the sand underneath his feet.
"Shut up..." Luke laughed, nudging Michael's side. "...thank you for bringing me here. I really needed this."
Michael kissed Luke's temple, throwing an arm over his shoulders.
Michael had brought Luke out to his family's beach house. They were the only two there, and it was some much needed alone time for Luke. Recently, he has been feeling lost, and he just needs Michael.
"Marry me..." Michael whispered, causing Luke to look up at him.
"What?" Luke asked, really hoping he heard Michael correctly.
"I said, marry me." Michael said.
Luke smiled, and felt Michael hold his hand.
"You're crazy, Michael." Luke said, and laughed a little bit.
"Come on, Luke. I'm so in love with you." Michael whispered, pressing his forehead to Luke's.
"Well, maybe if you get down on your knee, and show me a really pretty ring, I'll think about it.." Luke whispered, making Michael laugh.
Michael got down on his knee, and pulled out the box from his pocket.
"You wanna know a secret?" Michael asked, opening the box.
Luke nodded softly.
"I got this ring a week after I asked you out for the first time. I just knew I was going to spend the rest of my life with you." Michael said, and Luke's eyes filled up with tears. He wasn't really a crier, but he was just so happy.
"Let's not wait any longer. I don't want to wait another day. I want to be able to call you my husband. Tell me you'll marry me, Luke?"
Luke smiled, squeezing Michael's hand.
"Of course I'll marry you." Luke said so Michael stood up, picking up the younger boy.
Luke laughed as Michael threw him over his shoulder, spinning him around.
"I love you, Luke Hemmings!" Michael yelled, making Luke laugh even more.
"I love you, Luke Clifford!" He yelled, bringing Luke down into a kiss.
"I'm so happy." Luke laughed, smiling against Michael's lips.
"How happy?" Michael asked, his forehead pressed to Luke's.
"So happy I could run a mile, and you know I don't run." Luke said, making Michael laugh again.
"I don't believe you." Michael told him, so Luke smiled and turned from Michael, and started running.
"I'm so happy!" Luke yelled as Michael laid the ring in a safe place on his jacket on the ground, chasing after Luke.
Michael caught up to Luke, and pulled him back by his waist. He pressed his lips to Luke's neck for a second, and the blonde boy laid his head on Michael's shoulder.
"So happy."
