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...I'll refrain from commenting.

[ this isn't exactly the most regal position to be in and he hopes nobody is secretly witnessing it, but it's ok. he's indulging. also what is more powerful than making a big strong man carry you around like a prince...ss. ]

Hmmm~~

[Pretend you don't hear any cheeky smugness in that little hum. (throwing people is fun)

Even with his eyes closed, Lotor would still be able to tell the sound of footsteps on grass, to dirt, to sand. The distant roll of waves grow louder, along with the crackle of fire.

Kaine sets his feet down on the beach, taking care that Lotor is steady.]

It might be presumptuous, seeing as you've conquered both my armies and my heart.

You made me a vow not long ago, my love. Tonight I want to ask you for one more.

[ The care he takes now might get his heart to thump a little harder. It does not go unnoticed.

But—a vow. Here. He hasn't opened his eyes (ignore my icon ok) but he can grasp a pretty solid idea.

He promised to be good. To do good. With him. That's his point of reference, here.

A pause. Then: ]

What will you ask of me?

[The direction of Kaine's voice shifts as he moves in front of Lotor and lowers himself(?)]

A vow that I will cherish you for as long as I'm given in this life. And a vow that you won't forget what I meant to you for the rest of yours.

...Will you open your eyes?

[What he will see is Kaine, on one knee, presenting him with a ring. The band is jet black, and the jewels that decorate its side like white, glittering stars turn purple when viewed at certain angles.

All around, bonfires are lit across the beach - somehow burning in bright pink, instead of Earth orange - flickering against the sea like beacons. Each one, a symbol of commitment and conviction to their vows.]

[ You know. He did know something like this was coming. They were for all intents and purposes prison engaged already.

But he really did not expect this. The effort that was put in. Every little detail. The earnest words. How much love could be stored in this little ("little") human who has so many raw and vulnerable emotions and despite knowing the darkest poison of his heart is still here—it's just a stream of fuzzy emotions, half of which he doesn't know what to do with.

The ring, the man, the beach—all top contenders suddenly for being the most beautiful thing he's ever seen. And he's seen so many stellar nurseries across the vast universe. ]

...Kaine...

[ He's holding out his hand. ]

In Earth tradition-- [he speaks, as he slides the ring onto Lotor's fourth finger,] the ring symbolizes an unbroken bond. A circle without end. It goes on the left hand - the one closest to the heart.

[Wait. Thinks.]

I... don't know if that's true for Galra physiology. Still.

Normally this is where I'd ask you to take my hand in marriage, but seeing as you asked first...

[ Ah. It's the same finger as that red string. It feels like an eternity ago now. Pre-Kaine finding out era.

He's caught up in studying it, lifting his hand up to admire the way it reflects light. ]

I did. Without much ceremony, even, which I'm glad you've gone ahead with. [ HE'S SO PROUD... LOOK AT YOU. ] So, you asked me for a vow—and I will ask you again properly...

[Kaine stands, and places a matching ring into Lotor's hands. In close proximity, the jewels glow with faint magic.

His eyes shine with emotion as he waits to hear the words. Expression near trembling. But he won't interrupt, not before he's asked.]

[ What a nice touch... ring in one hand, he's reaching for Kaine's hand with the other. ]

Kaine—similarly, I believe that I may call you the love of my life.

[ As long as it is and as long as it will be. ]

Will you marry me?

[Kaine's fingers curl around his in a swell of irrepressible joy. He can't even suppress the smile taking over his face as he tries to blink away the moisture in his eyes.]

Yes. I will space marry you.

[ a...ah... he's cute. ]

If I'm being honest... I'm not certain of the requirements of a space marriage... presumably the act must happen in space. Regardless, I vow to keep your love next to my heart until the day that I die.

[No YOU'RE CUTE. Kaine can't help but snort a small laugh]

I... think the idea at the heart of space marriage is. More of an interplanetary bridge of cultures.

But I wouldn't mind seeing space one day.

[ noted. he will endeavour to make it so that you get to witness the prettiest parts of space with him somehow. ]

That does explain the space babies aspect.

I

don't require space babies.

Require.

[ He's teasing now. Anyway, presenting the ring back at him again. ]

Come here, my love, and let us match properly.

[He holds out his hand for Lotor /////]

There's magic in the rings, apparently. Just a little, to make'em glow when the other's nearby. They should be sturdy enough to stay intact under pressure - I asked for'em to be built tough. Seein' the kind of lives we live, and all...

[ slides it over the same finger on Kaine's hand >8) ]

I like that. Every moment, you amaze me with thoughtfulness.

[oh no blush //// it feels weird to take credit for that

Bashfully,]

C'mon... it's not like I actually made them.

...The pink fire, though. That took a lot of potassium nitrate.

You don't need to have made anything to be appreciated like this.

[ tugs his hand. let's go look at your science fires. ]

It's all so beautiful. And the date, before—

[ YOU PUT IN SO MUCH EFFORT DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DIDN'TTTTT ]

[SCIENCE!!!!]

Potassium chloride was easy enough to get from the kitchen, but I had to steal a lot of cold packs from the clinic for ammonium nitrate. Once they're both fully dissolved in water, they create potassium nitrate crystals - which burns pink, like this.

...Proposals are supposed to be special, you know?

[ you know, Kaine, dumb guys wouldn't know that. ]

And you've succeeded. I don't recall a time I've ever felt like this.

[Sure they do. I'm dumb and I know this, therefore, dumb guys know chemistry]

Well. If you ever do again, I give you permission to marry whoever's responsible.

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[ squeezes his hand. ]

Already you're giving me away!

Away? Never. But I'm open to sharing...

[He lightly bumps Lotor's shoulder, before leaning his head against the smaller Galra with a sober air]

Vil told me about his love, with Malleus. How he'd be outlived, and the promise they made because of that.

We're both... unnatural lives, aren't we? We've seen the toll it takes, and how hard it is to try and grasp the normalacy other people are born into.

I... don't want you to stop trying, after I'm gone. To be good. To find peace, and comfort, and love.

[ Advice tangentially related to the gargoyle liker.... hmmmm.... ]

You're certainly not wrong. I'll keep your words in mind, but for now, I'm only planning on enjoying our life together.

[ he will lose his tiny toxic mind when you die btw. but he will try. to not be a total freak about it. ]

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