Bruno's POV
Today marks three months since I have been with mi amor, Miloh. I swear, God took his precious time on that beautiful human. He's 6'4, a wonderful combination of Mexican and Colombian, and he is just the kindest person on this Earth. He has truly changed my life for the better. Currently, he was still laying in the bed, with the pillow over his face. God, he is so adorable! I gently removed the pillow, and hugged him from behind, and peppered kisses on his neck. He stirred a little bit. "Wake up babe," I whispered, playing in his hair. He sleepily moaned, and turned to face me, with his eyes still closed.
Miloh's POV
I woke up to the feeling of a pair of soft lips on my neck. I moaned, and turned over on my other side. "Wake up Miloh," that lovely voice sang, his arm lightly shaking me. My eyes fluttered open to see the love of my life, Bruno. He sent me a loving smile, and I returned it, as I brought his face down to meet mine. "Happy anniversary love," I mumbled, before kissing his lips, feeling him smirk. "I got you a little something," he said, crawling out of the bed, and I threw the covers off of me and followed him. He led me to get inside of his car, and he got in on the driver's side, and just started driving. I gave him a confused look, but he disregarded it with his signature smile. "Baby, lay on back and relax. Don't ask any questions," he said, reaching for my hand, still looking at the road. I sighed and grabbed his hand, and just looked out of the window.
20 Minutes Later
Bruno's POV
I was taking Miloh to our special spot on the beach where we met. Specifically, the place where I sucked him off, after he dropped his ice cream down his trunks. I had woken up earlier this morning and created a trail of rose petals, from the parking lot to the spot, along with a nice picnic blanket. After I pulled into a space, I looked over at Miloh, who was looking back at me. "Bruno? How come you didn't tell me we were going to the beach?" I just chuckled, and got out, and opened his door for him. He stepped out, and his eyes immediately landed on the rose petals. Before he could start going on and on about how I should have done anything, I grabbed his hand and we just started following the trail. Every once in a while, he would give me a peck on the cheek, and I would just blush. Once we approached the spot, he gasped. "Br- Bruno?" I grabbed my guitar from the blanket, and started strumming the chorus to his favorite love song.
"Oh baby
Let's, let's stay together (gether)
Lovin' you whether, whether
Times are good or bad, happy or sad
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad."
As soon as I finished the last note, he took my guitar from me, and kissed me deeply. "Babe, that was so beautiful." he said, choking back tears. I shrugged, and kissed him back. Miloh took a step back, and grabbed my hands in his. "Bruno. These past three months have brought me nothing but pure happiness. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I would not want to spend my life with anybody else. So," he trailed off, and kneeled on one knee, and my heart started punching my chest. My eyes filled with tears, and my hands shook. "Miloh," I whispered, and he looked into my eyes. "Peter, would you do me the most amazing honor of being my husband," he asked, biting his lip. I was so overcome with emotions, that I could not get a single word out. I nodded with glee, as he slipped the diamond encrusted ring on my finger, and kissed it. He stood up, and we shared a comforting hug. After enjoying each others embrace for another few minutes, we cuddled on the blanket, staring at the stars in the sky.
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(A/N) Heyy...I finally decided to get out of my feelings and just start over. Requests? Oh, thank you to Miloh....for kinda 'pushing' me to start over with my books...
