I want to be proposed to when my furry boyfriend takes out his velvet buttplug and opens it, revealing it is actually the ring box. He gets down on his paws and knees and asks for my hand in marriage. All the while, the rustle and bustle of the Presidential Inaugural Ball stops as everyone turns and stares in anticipation.
I let him fester in his post-proposal anxiety and pet the fur behind his ears until finally, I reveal my answer- a wild whinny only the strongest of Clydesdales could muster. The guests of the Inaugural Ball are confused, but my now fiance, he understands. He always understands what I mean. He stands up, tears in his eyes, and we kiss. He rubs his whiskers on my face and I let out an affectionate lick on his cheek. The Inaugural Ball starts clapping, and the new President, Jungkook, invites us on stage for a congratulations.
