The Clementine to My Aubergine

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This has been the best week of Dave's life. He's decided that is has been. Nothing could top this week! Why, you may ask, is this the best week of his life? Well, besides spending another well deserved, pleasure filled rendezvous in Vegas, it's because of one thing: his Sportsy!

Oh, Old Sport. My partner in crime, my other half. He's done so much for me. He's helped me lure children, helped me shutdown Freddy's after Freddy's, was there for me when I accidentally overdosed on cocaine our first trip to Vegas. He even helped me out of my springlock suit when it'd punctured my kidneys in five different places. He's a partner worth keeping... and in a few moments he isn't gonna be just my partner in crime, but my partner in love as well. I'm going to propose to him in the best way possible: Shooting up a five star hotel, with a bottle of Smirnoff in my hand, my arm around his waist as he goes to town with the automatic assault rifle we nicked from Matt.

Even in my drunken state, I can tell that he looks even more beautiful now than when we first got here. The crazed smile on his face. The peeling of his orange makeup, showing the rotting, thin flesh underneath that I absolutely adored. The way his eyes glowed so brightly after having a snort of whiskey and bottle of cocaine. The sound of his maniac laughing made for a truly breathtaking scene. No, I think the most beautiful thing about this is just how happy he looks.

I'm so lost in daydreaming that I jump a little when Old Sport struts over and gently squeezes my wrist. Looking down at him, I notice his cheeks are flushed from the excitement of shooting and scaring the shit out of people, complementing his cheeky little smile perfectly.
It's fucking adorable.

"We're alone now, Dave." Sportsy says with anticipation, looking almost excited. I look around quickly and notice that we really are alone. He'd managed to chase everyone out of the hotel, the only company being the paintings on the wall and a fountain in the middle of the lobby.

"Yeah, we are Jack." I reply back, grinning at him. He then slides his hand down and grabs my hand, leading me to the fountain. I notice that he's shaking a little, and I faintly hear him whisper that he wants to show me something. I can't help but feel a little aroused when I hear that. A part of me wouldn't mind having a bit of fun before asking the big question. But, another part of me thinks that's not what he's gonna show me. Old Sport's never this excited, or antsy. He's usually not that forward either.

We almost walk past the fountain before Old Sport trips and lets go of my hand. I shout in surprise and try to help him back up. Before I can, he's got himself on his hand and knees, looking for something.

"Old Sport! Are you okay?" I ask. "Yeah, I'm fine." He says, not looking or getting up from the floor. "Do you need any help up?" I ask, feeling a little concerned for my partner. "No, no I'm fine." He replies flatly. "Okay... Did you lose something, Sportsy?" I queried. He looks up at me then, with a nervous, yet determined expression on his face. "Yeah, this."

He holds out his hand in front of me. Sitting in his palm is a ring. It's a simple ring, with a purple gem and a silver band. It takes me a moment, but it hits me. He's... proposing. He's proposing to me.

I'm not sure when it started, but I could feel tears streaming down my face as he got up and embraced me. We stayed like that for a minute, kissing each other occasionally while I tried to calm down. When my breathing steadied, he stepped back slightly to look at me. Sucking air in through his teeth gap, he exhales and says "Dave, there's something I should tell you, something that I need to tell you." Noticing how serious he looked, I nod and listen. He takes my hand into his, rubbing my knuckles softly with his thumb.

"Dave, we've been together for three drug filled, illegal, fantastic years. You've always cared for me when everyone else had failed or forgotten me. You've always put so much effort into us and into every plan we had. You've also given me the most fun and happiness that I've had in years. I know I don't express it a lot but.. I love you. You make me so happy, and I think you're the closest thing to a soul that I'll ever have. I just.. wanted to show you that I really love and appreciate you. And well, what better way than this?"

"Old Sport." I sob. I pull him in close again, feeling my shoulder become wet as he nuzzles into it. I kiss his neck: "Sportsy, I love you too." I grab the ring box from my pocket and open it. His ring is similar to mine, a white band and an orange gem. He gives the ring a warm look as he wipes the tears from his eyes. "Glad to know we had the same idea." I joke airily, still trying to calm my emotional hiccups. Old Sport chuckles as well, his face shiny and wet from crying.
Resting my head on top of his, I decide to tease him a little: "Ya know, Sportsy. We still haven't asked each other yet." "Oh my god." He quips, bringing a hand to his forehead in mock annoyance. He gives a coy look to me before letting go of me and taking a step back.

Settling down onto one knee, Old Sport held the ring in his hand. "Dave, will you be the aubergine to my tangerine?"

I smile before getting onto my knees as well, pulling the ring out of the box: "Only if you will be the clementine to my aubergine."

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Hey guys! This is just a quick, sweet story that I've had in my drafts for a bit. I was inspired to write it after my sister got engaged! 🎉🎉 Apologies if these two are out of character! It's been a while with them. I'm not sure when I'll upload next, but you'll know when it'll happen with notifications! I hope you guys are well! And that life is going well for you all!

I hope you guys have a good day and a good reading!

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