eleven: marry me

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*human au*
i'm running out of ideas, stfu (jk i love all of you <3)

tugger pov
i open the box one last time as i wait for mistoffelees to finish getting ready. i never thought i'd ask a magician to marry me, i've always thought it'd be some model. but i don't really care; i love him and only him.
mistoffelees carefully makes the trip down the stairs, looking as handsome as ever. he smiles when he sees me.
     "ready to go?" he asks. i nod and the next thing i know, we're in the car.

     the place we chose was a gorgeous park. it has lots of lights strewn throughout the tree branches. the perfect place for a gayte (gay date. i am so sorry).
     mistoffelees takes my hand. i become very worried that he'll noticed how sweaty i am, considering i'm about to change our fate forever. if he says no, then we might break up, or he'll start keeping his distance, or we'll be awkward now and forever or—
    "tugger? are you okay?" mistoffelees asks. i turn to the side he was on, but he's not there. i look down to see my boyfriend, kneeling before me, ring in hand.
    my eyes widen and i stumble back a bit. i come to my senses and smile, reaching into my pocket to grab the small box. i also kneel and open it.
    "yes," we say in unison.

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