Lights! Camera!....Love! [Complete]

Epilogue

I stared at the setting sun over the sparkling ocean. The warm rays glistening over the water as if the heaven itself was being reflected in all its calm serenity. A sudden cool breeze enveloping us sending a swift reminder that the last day of our vacation was about to come to a close. The responsive shiver running down my back quickly dissipating as the strong arms wrapped around my waist immediately tightened, transferring the heat from his body onto mine as he pressed his chest closer into my back.

"Cold?"

"Hmmm, just a little."

Instantly regretting my answer as I felt Arthit pull away from me while he shrugged his jacket down his arms and tenderly placed them around my shoulders. Dropping multiple pecks on the back of my neck in the process. As endearing as his first reaction of giving me his jacket was, I would still rather prefer the warmth of his arms. Honestly, I couldn't think of anything better than the firmness of his body embracing me.

And thankfully I could turn around and finally tell him exactly what I was thinking. Finally, there was no need for me to hide my feelings anymore. No need to put on a mask that meticulously hid each and every one of my emotions. Finally, after all these years I could express myself. Be myself.

To be honest it had taken me a lot longer than I would like to admit to truly trust Arthit's sudden love outburst. Even when he confessed to me, confessed to the whole world his feelings I wasn't sure if I could risk the heartbreak of him moving on like he usually does. Keeping my guard up, constructing thick impenetrable walls around my heart had become such a habit that leaving it vulnerable to the whims of Arthit wasn't exactly easy. And yet when day after day Arthit began every morning professing his love, ended every night showing me exactly the physical manifestation of those emotions. Loving, caressing, worshipping my body over and over again until he had once again managed to crush every last one of my insecurities. To the point that I was probably finally shedding my cowardice and ready to end the game of constant cat and mouse, we have played for the past years with the media, with his hordes of fans, and most importantly with each other. Perhaps I may even be ready to clasp his hand tightly within mine and scream from the rooftops that Arthit was officially off the market. That he was finally only mine to claim.

Sucking in a deep breath I tried to calm my erratic heart as I swung around to finally profess the same words I had disastrously told him so many years ago. My back now facing the dying sun I prepared to say the three words that have been buried in my heart since my rather embarrassing confession.

But instead my voice was instantly stuck in my throat when I saw him down on one knee, both his hands holding a small velvet box outstretched in front of him, a ridiculously giddy grin plastered across his face.

"Kong, will you marry me?"

The heartbeat that I was trying to keep under control had suddenly gone into a full rampage as I stared straight into those mesmerizing brown pools. My mouth going dry as I fully took in his position, the sparkling light in his eyes that poured out all his feelings, as he looked at me with uncontrolled excitement. Every single cell in my body dying to scream out an enthusiastic yes when I finally really looked at the boy kneeling down in front of me. Shaking my head in exasperation my euphoria was quickly dissipating as I rolled my eyes once again at his strange antics.

"Arthit..."

"Yes, Kong?"

"Do you happen to know that the box is...empty?"

And in patented Arthit fashion, looking completely unfazed, he only broadened his smile as he vigorously shook his head.

"Well, it's not completely empty. Look closer."

Which I did. Making me want to face plant only harder.

"Is that...is that a picture of a ring?"

"Yup. So? What do you say? Will you marry me?"

"Wait, wait, wait. Back up. Are you seriously proposing to me with a photograph of a ring?"

"Sort of. Why aren't you answering the question though?"

"Where is the actual ring?"

"At home ofcourse. In the safe. Back to the topic, please. Marriage? You and Me? Sounds good?"

Running a frustrated hand over my face I sighed. How exactly did I manage to fall for the one man who was the pinnacle of randomness?

"Pray, tell me once again, why are you on your knees proposing to me while the ring is sitting in your safe?"

"Cause I keep losing the rings so Charlie suggested I leave it at home this time around. The picture part was totally my idea. Brilliant ain't it?"

"You have lost rings? Like more than one?"

"Only two actually."

"What? Where? How?"

"The first rolled down the hill in Japan while we were skiing."

"Ah, that explains how you managed to suddenly become an expert as you zoomed down the slope. And here I was actually getting impressed. What about the second one?"

"Ummmm, the fish ate it."

"What?"

"I thought it would be super romantic to pop the question while we were surrounded by all the beautiful coral, and that gorgeous sea life while we were scuba diving in Hawaii. You see it wasn't until I was just about to propose did it finally hit me that it was kinda hard to talk with all that oxygen stuff being pumped into our mouths through the pipes. And by the time I figured out the sign language, that huge yellow bugger swam by and gobbled it right up. Now even my knee is starting to hurt. Are you going to answer or not?"

My jaw dropping open as I was completely flabbergasted at his words. How long has the fool been attempting to propose? But with all things our relationship, Arthit totally misunderstood my hesitation as the smile suddenly dropped from his face, his fingers flustered as he stood up on shaky legs and stuffed the empty ring box in my hand while he began shuffling around his pockets once again.

"Do you not like this one? I have more. Pick whichever one you want."

And as if he wasn't already throwing one curveball after another, he suddenly stuffed four more boxes into my arms which were naturally stuffed with four more pictures.

"Listen Kong, I really love you. You know that right? You believe me now, don't you? I do. I really, really do. And I know this proposal sucks but I kept planning all these elaborate things and everything kept messing up. And then when Lee told me that you would murder me if I lost another ring so I thought that I should...."

I think I am trapped in the middle of the  strangest proposal on Earth!

And still watching him stutter and spurt on and on about how much he loved me which was precisely the reason why he turned into a babbling baboon every time he tried to propose was the most endearing sight I had ever seen.

Watching my best friend, my boyfriend, my soul mate finally about to become only mine forever causing this warm glow to erupt within my chest that I wish never ever leaves me.

Taking a small step towards him I placed a palm across his mouth, thankfully shutting him before he continued this disaster he calls a proposal.

"Arthit..."

Keeping one hand still firmly gripped against his mouth, I used the other one to dig deep into my pocket. Pulling out a similar looking box I have been carrying around myself for about a year now. Without losing it once if I might boast about it myself.

"...Here, take this. Now ask me again properly this time around."

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