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Akira fidgeted with the microphone in his hand as he anxiously waited backstage, Goro’s hand in his, running soothing patterns over his knuckles. They were going to begin their concert in less than five minutes, and the longer he had to wait, the more restless he’d become.
He was going to propose to Goro that night. His wonderful boyfriend of four years, who’d been with him through the thick and thin. The man who would embrace him in a time when he needed a hug.
Akira knew he wanted to be with Goro Akechi for the rest of his life.
He looked over at Yusuke and Futaba, who could see the fear in his eyes. Yusuke nodded and Futaba smiled, signs of solace being sent his way. They both knew how anxious their best friend was about the possibility of being humiliated on stage by a rejection, but they had faith that Goro would say yes, even if Akira wasn’t so sure.
The countdown reached zero, and the group ran out on stage, looking at the large crowd in front of them. For Akira, it was exhilarating every time, and he never wanted the stage lights to stop shining down on him and the crowds roars to cease.
Akira smiled and for a second, his worries about the proposal went away. “How are you doing, everybody?” He received many cheers in response and his grin only grew. “Are you ready to get this night started?”
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By the end of the night, the band was exhausted, but they enjoyed performing. Akira’s heart began picking up pace and he remembered what he had to do.
“I have one last thing to do before the night ends,” Akira said after the crowd’s roars died down. “As some of you might know, I have a boyfriend. He’s standing on this stage with me right now. Come here, Goro.”
Goro looked at Akira with a look of confusion across his face, but he did what was asked of him, listening to the hollers from their audience. “What are you doing, Akira?” he whispered.
Akira ignored him, but he grabbed his hand and gave it a heartfelt squeeze. “We’ve been together for a long time, four years, to be precise… but it couldn’t have been better. Every moment with Goro has been one I’ve treasured. I have something I want to do tonight.”
He motioned for a security guard to bring Akira the ring box and he hid it behind his back, hearing a few fans cheer as they noticed what he had.
Akira opened the box and kneeled, holding it out in front of him as Goro’s jaw dropped and he covered his mouth. “Goro Akechi, you’ve made me the happiest man on Earth ever since we met, and I know there’s no one better to spend the rest of my life with. Will you marry me?”
In the shine of the stage lights, Akira could see tears rolling down Goro’s cheeks and he looked into his eyes to search for a response. “Yes, Ren. I’d love to marry you.”
Akira exhaled the breath he had been holding as he began crying himself. He took the ring out of its box and slid it onto Goro’s ring finger before standing up and pulling his fiancé closer to him. He could hear Yusuke and Futaba shouting in the background as well as countless screams. He locked his lips with Goro’s for a few seconds before separating to give each other a tight hug.
This night couldn’t top any other for Akira and Goro.