Creativity Night 28: Prompt 3 - ‘beads’ and/or ‘marriage’
I just came in at the end of this round, so I spat out some marlas thing?
“Do you think we’re meant to last?”
Martin blinked at the unexpected question. He turned to face Douglas, well-versed in his partner enough to understand the seriousness of the question, despite the nonchalant way he had asked.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean,” Douglas began slowly, “do you think the two of us could make it work long-term?”
Martin raised an eyebrow. Usually the doubt and worry was his shtick, but Douglas seemed to be having a rare moment of it now. Carefully, Martin considered how to answer.
“I think, if the last three years, seven months, twenty four days…” He briefly consulted his watch. “…five hours and thirty two seconds are any indication, we’ve certainly made good progress.”
Douglas’ lips quirked into a small smile at Martin’s precise timekeeping, but his eyes were thoughtful.
“What about something a little more…permanent?”
Martin tilted his head.
“What, like marriage?”
“Perhaps.” Douglas shrugged. “I don’t have the best track record for that kind of full commitment.”
Martin took a moment to mull it all over, and really look at what Douglas was saying. He had known for a while now that there was far more beneath Douglas’ persona of the self-assured sky god, but Douglas rarely let it show. Moments like these were sparse, but they had almost solidified and strengthened their relationship more than any date night or intimacy really had. Martin felt the weight of the moment, but he felt relieved to find he had a ready answer. He nudged Douglas until he looked at him, and offered a smile.
“Then just marry me a little, love me just enough, and we can make it work.”
Douglas smiled back.