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But who gave a fuck about red cheeks when their coffee table was filled with empty plates asking for more of Shane’s handmade strawberry pie. Shane was serving it with Andrew’s help, sitting on the carpet as he put fresh slices on the awaiting plates. He laughed each time Steven took a strawberry from everyone’s plates.

“It’s gonna be the gayest.” Ryan sighed, watching as Shane drew a hand through his hair. “So gay…”

Shane got on his knees, suddenly concentrated again on cutting the pie into pieces for those who had asked for more. Ryan saw him smile at Kelsey, laughing with Andrew at his side as the man kept helping him with dessert while praising how fucking delicious the pie had turned out despite it being his very first attempt.

Crap.

“Oh, Ryan,” he heard Curly say. Ryan looked at him for a moment. “You are so far gone.”

“So in love!” Daysha chuckled. “I’ll need you back in the podcast, you know. People will want to hear this update.”

Ryan chuckled, nodding as his friends mocked him for being so damn distracted by the image of his boyfriend surrounded by their co-workers and friends with pink cheeks and shining eyes. He was so incredibly happy that it seemed impossible to tell they had been separated before.

It had been months since that. Their anniversary had passed just a week ago and now they were living together. 

And shit, Ryan bit the inside of his cheek.

He was going to marry this man.

“Shane?” Ryan called. Shane looked up as he let his back hit Ryan’s legs. 

Without thinking, Ryan leaned down and kissed Shane softly as everyone around them either cheered or groaned. 

They had never really participated in public displays of affection before, and Ryan wondered if the giddiness he was feeling as he felt Shane’s warm tongue gently touching his had something to do with the sudden change. The feeling spread to every corner of his being. It was new and welcomed, and Ryan couldn’t stop smiling down at Shane as they parted ways slowly.

“Uh…” Shane turned, still sitting on the floor. Ryan smiled at him after seeing his dumb expression, cheeks pink and just a slightly nervous smile on his face. “What...what was that for?”

“Mmm.” I’m gonna marry you, he wanted to say. Instead, he just smiled. “Nothing…”

**

“I can’t wait for Curly’s rom-com video for us.” Shane said as they prepared to sleep. “He is gonna make us look like a dream couple!”

“You are such a weirdo…” Ryan smiled. Shane’s smile was wider though. “Amor, close the bathroom door.”

“Uh, yeah.” 

Ryan sighed, getting into bed as Shane closed the door and turned off the lights, leaving the room illuminated only by his bedside table’s lamp. He watched the man get out of his slippers, and get into bed with him before he kissed his cheek, making him smile.

“I’ve been thinking about this year’s holidays.” Shane said, Ryan looked at him and moved his head to one side. “Uh, I know it’s a little soon but I was wondering…”

“What is it?”

“You think your parents and brother would like to come to Schaumburg to spend Christmas with us and my family?”

“Oh, that’s a huge family right there.” Ryan said. Shane laughed at his side but sank into the mattress. Ryan leaned on his chest, looking at his face as he spoke. “I can ask. But what about your parents?”

“Mom’s excited with the idea, and dad always does everything she says, so…”

Ryan chuckled. “Mr. Madej setting the example, huh?”

“Oh, yeah.” Shane put an arm on Ryan’s waist, holding him against his body as they laid together in bed. “I mean, don’t I always do everything my baby says?”

“Not always!” Ryan reminded him. Shane arched an eyebrow. “But in the important things, you do listen to me.”

“I always listen to you, kochaine.” Shane said, caressing Ryan’s cheek with his fingers. “My gorgeous angel.”

Ryan closes his eyes, smiling wide before opening them again and pressing a kiss to the tip of his nose. “Mi más amado.”

“I like how that sounds….” Shane murmured, turning off his lamp.

They moved together on the bed, getting in position to sleep. Shane tangled his legs with his, spooning Ryan as the man let him interlock their fingers, hands on Ryan’s chest, over his heart.

Definitely. He was definitely going to marry the big guy.

**

Because, even when he talked nonstop, Shane was too beautiful and too wonderful. 

Ryan couldn’t help but smile, watching as Shane waved his hands excitedly while he explained to his mother about the dance plague in France. Linda seemed interested, her expression changing with each detail Shane revealed and wow, there was his future husband, father of his future children and dogs, peaking his mother’s interest in historic mysteries.

“You got a good one there.” His dad told him as he passed by, headed to the living room where his brother and uncle were watching the game.

“I know.” Ryan answered, eyes still on Shane as he talked with his mother. “I’m gonna marry him.”

His father chuckled behind him, patting his shoulder gently as if approving and encouraging him to hurry up. Ryan smiled at his dad, letting him go back to his game. He sighed, walking slowly towards his boyfriend and his mother, hoping he wouldn’t interrupt too much, but he just needed--

“I’ve told Ry, we should make a video about it some time.”

“But it has to be perfect.” Ryan added, his mother looked at him with a big, beautiful smile. “Right? If we can one day convince management again. Preferably if we get to travel to France.”

“Yes, please.” Shane said, putting a hand on Ryan’s lower back. 

“Linda?” They heard. Ryan’s uncle was standing in the kitchen’s entrance. “Phone for you.”

“Oh,” She looked at them, smiling at Shane. “I’ll be back, darling. I wanna know more about that!”

“Sure!” Shane smiled, cheeks pink. 

Ryan chuckled, calling for Shane’s attention. When the man looked down, Ryan pulled him towards his face by the neck, his hand caressing the hair at his nape as he kissed him without a care.

He felt Shane’s hands on his waist. The small and needy sound he let out as he went to respond to his kiss only made Ryan want to hurry up and get home so they could have a moment in private where they could share more of this.

But right now, he needed this. And the way Shane smiled down at him when they opened their eyes and looked at each other told him Shane needed it too. 

Ryan was on his tiptoes, but he felt like he was floating.

“What was that for?”

“I love you.”

Shane laughed, cheeks now red. Beautiful. “Uh, I love you too.”

“I’m gonna marry you.”

“Well, that’s interesting.” Shane laughed. “You are gonna make me tie the knot?”

“Absolutely, sir.”

“Make me wear a pretty ring so everyone knows I’m yours forever?”

“God.” Ryan closed his eyes, sighing deeply as he held Shane closer. The man laughed, the vibrations of his voice making Ryan open his eyes and smile. “Yes.”

“Alright.” Shane winked at him. “But you better be mine, too.”

“Fuck,” Ryan sighed like a school boy in love, his cheeks feeling warm. “I’ve been for years.”

“Uhm!” Shane leaned down, their noses touching gently. “I’m the luckiest, then.”