(LAMS) Oh! So this is Love

Chapter 7

Hear ye, hear ye my name is Samuel Seabury (not really)
And I present a new chapter on the proceedings of this lams story in progress.

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Alex's POV

My eyes wandered around the room and stopped at the sight of my lover cooking breakfast. His curly hair flowed down his back like a golden waterfall. I loved when he let his hair down. I walk towards him and wrap my arms around his waist from behind. His soft curls caressing my cheeks.

"Good morning love" I whispered in his ear.

"Good morning" he replied as he turned his head to the side to give me a soft kiss on the lips. I rested my forehead on the back his neck taking in his scent to its fullest.

The two of us have been together for almost two years.

"The veggies are already washed" John said, his hands diligently working on drying the vegetables with a papertowel.

"Ok! Leave the rest to me. Thank you for your hard work~. Before you came I'd nearly never use the kitchen...I didn't know how to cook.. " I said a little embarrassed about my lack of cooking skills.

John giggled

Every weekend the two of us would 'meet up'.

"Then growing healthy like this was really a miracle" he joked.

The two years have always been like this. Sometimes it feels inconceivable
and I feel that I'm too lucky.. Everyone has times when they're at loss, unable to see clearly the path before them.

I snuggled my face on his neck. "Haha you are right. It was a miracle"

But my rejoice is.. having been lucky to get close to you allowed me to discover a very precious thing.
Just as if you were sunlight radiating in front of me, and whenever I'm hugging you from behind like this...I can touch your burning warmth.

"Thank you John" I whispered.

"What did you say Alex?" He asked.

"Nothing!"

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While John was getting dressed in my bedroom I took my phone and texted Lafayette.

A.Ham: Phase 1 begins.

Mr.Baguette: Roger that.

You may be wondering. What's up with the text? Well, I've been thinking about it a lot lately... and I've come to the conclusion that I want to ask John to marry me.
I know I don't seem like the person who would believe in marriage but since the moment that word touched my ears, thousands of thoughts have been increasingly flooding my head.

Before I met John the idea of marrying someone never crossed my mind, heck I didn't even think I'd fall in love someone, but the only thing predictable about life is that it is always unpredictable. Before, I viewed marriage as excuse to share your property and goods when your economical situation was not stable. Marriage was just another way of bussiness, the word itself carried little meaning for me. But surprisinly, my opinion has changed so drastically the past few years that now I can really see the real definition of marriage.
Marriage isn't a ring worn or a paper signed. It is not something endured but savoured. It is the union of two hearts beating as one, each that would sacrifice for the other's happiness and wellbeing. Marriage is something so beautiful that in that natural world it would be an opening rose, always with radiant petals left to unfurl to a warm sun. Perhaps that is why we give roses to those we love and often have them at our sacred unions. Marriage is the blessing we give to one another, an eternal bond of soul-mates. I am sure I want John to be the person I spend the rest of my life with and whom I will share my good and bad times.