~~Justin's POV~~

I get back to the loft after doing an eight hour shift at the Diner and my feet are really sore. I get to the loft's door and I open it to find several lighted candles and rose petals all over the loft. Then I see Brian come out from the bedroom and smile. Not his usual smirk but a rare, relaxed, genuine smile that he only shares with Gus and me. He takes me by the hand and gently leads me to the center of the loft where he has a blanket on the floor and a bottle of red wine, two wine glasses, and a bowl of strawberries. He places two small pillows for us to sit on and I'm confused because Brian has never done anything like this before and I wonder why he wants to have a picnic on the floor.

"Brian? What's going on?" I ask, afraid of the answer. I think maybe the cancer has come back and he's trying to figure out how to tell me.

"Justin, just sit down and relax" He tells me gently and leans over and kisses me softly and lovingly while caressing my cheek. I smile and sit down on the pillow while he places a glass of wine in front of me. He scoots closer to me and grabs a strawberry and brings it to my lips. I open my mouth and take a small bite. He licks my lips.

"Justin..." Brian starts to say but stops.

"What is it, Brian?" I say. I know something is wrong, he has been acting weird for two weeks now and every time I mention that, he always changes the subject.

Brian closes his eyes for a second and when he opens them again he leans forward and kisses me and pushes me to the ground. He crawls on top of me and places soft, sweet, warm kisses from my forehead, to my cheeks, to my nose, to my lips, and down to my neck. It feels so amazing, but I need to know what he has to say. So I regretfully stop him.

"Brian, tell me what's wrong. You have been acting weird for two weeks and I'm really worried."

Brian just smiles and kisses me one last time before reaching into his pocket and pulls out a small velvet box. I think my heart just stopped. Could it be? He opens the box and takes out a ring. OMFG! He places the ring on my finger while asking me a question that I have wanted him to ask me from the moment I laid eyes on him underneath the streetlamp.

"Justin Taylor, will you please marry me and be my bride?"

I roll my eyes about the 'bride' comment and tackle him to the ground.

"YES!!! Oh Brian, yes, yes, yes, I will marry you!" I say while kissing him over and over.

Brian laughs and gets up and carries me to the sofa while putting on his ring.

"But Brian, what changed your mind? I thought you said that marriage was for dykes and heteros only." I ask curiously.

"I've just been thinking about it for quite a while and I just couldn't get the idea out of my head. I love you Justin and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want everyone to know that your mine and that I'm yours. I want to grow old with you and have kids with you. I love the idea of having little mini-Justins and mini-Brians running around a big house. I love you so much Justin and I want to spend forever with you."

I know I'm crying right now and Brian pulls me to him and kisses my tears away.

"When are we going to tell the gang?" I ask

Brian smiles. "They already know."

My eyes grow wide with shock. "What do you mean they already know?!"

Brian rolls his eyes. "Just like I said. They-Already-Know." Brian says that last part slowly.

"Oh. So...When's the wedding? Where are we going to have it? Where are we going to have our honeymoon?" I ask and I know I'm rambling but I can't help it. I'm just so excited.

"Whoa, Slow down there, Sunshine, I will tell you everything tomorrow but as for right now, I want to make sweet, passionate love to my fiancé."

And with that he swept me up and carried me to the bedroom to show me just how much he loves me.



~~FIN~~