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Arthur Curry: Rings and Atlantis

You knew Arthur was different. You knew he was smart. You knew more about him than even he knew. Vulko had sent his own daughter to befriend Arthur when he turned 16. As you and Arthur grew up together you began to sound more time being out doing something physical. Whether working out or swimming oceans you and Arthur were always together. As the two of you grew older he became bigger, stronger, his hair grew longer and hung over his shoulders now. His boyish roundness had dissolved to reveal the chiseled features that now stood before you. You werent particularly sure when his boyish round face had disappeared, but now it was strong and held a nice soft beard. His soft skin now was covered in ink to show his roots, his arms once blank canvases now covered in artwork. His teeth shirts became a leather vest from your father and a tee shirt with the sleeves cut off.

You were both turning 26 years young today, and Arthur had taken you to the bar to drink to it. You two were best friends, after almost ten years you two were as close as you could get. He was there for you and you for him. He was strong and chiseled, you were strong but held a petite cuteness about you.

I got a question Hun. He whispers, sliding his beer away from him and grabbing your hands. Weve been best friends and almost the same abilities, I dont know what Id do without you. I know you get scared, but honey, I wanna be more than that. Closer than that. I want you to marry me.

Arthur Curry! It took you long enough! But Art, weve never dated. You inquire.

Weve been dating longer than we knew. Thats why we live together. Thats why weve built this life together. Weve been dating since we were young. Now I just get to kiss you. When youre awake. He mutters the last part and catches your attention.

ARTHUR CURRY! You shriek, busting into laughter and hugging his neck.

It was a joke my dear. Now answer my question. He rumbles softly in your ear.

Yes! Arthur I love you. Youre my very own anti-hero! Arthur Curry, I love you so much. You are my king both on Earth and in the sea. You whisper, hugging him tighter. He hands you box with a tiny little starfish puffy sticker on top.

When you pop open the box, theres a little wave and quarter sized oval shaped aquamarine gem in the middle, held in by a couple waves. And on the top of the box where the little light it was an angler fish. You laugh hysterically at the fish before Arthur pulls the ring from its safe harbor and slides it onto your finger, kissing your knuckles.

Wait til Vulko hears about this. He chuckles, pressing a hard kiss to your forehead.