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As pretty as a flower
They were on a date.
Sitting in the middle of a flower field.
Just the two of them. As if it was meant to be. Guess it always had been that, meant to be.
And perhaps, this was all a dream or a fantasy either one of them had concocted inside their own little minds. This rather perfect setting, the venue and even this, date. But it really did not matter as they were together again. Dean and Castiel in this perfect setting on a date and the love shared palpable for them both and any one looking their way. Not that anyone was, as they were far away from everyone.
Dean, was busy fiddling with something at the very moment.
“What’s you got there, love?” Castiel just had to ask after refilling their glasses with wine and seeing Dean’s attention on something else at the moment than his partner. Castiel.
“I um…”
Dean suddenly feeling nervous, anxious even. Feeling perhaps a little too mushy during the moment even if he knew perfectly well Castiel loved all things fluffy and mushy and emotional Dean cared to show him. At least those things happening between the two of them and in private.
“Dean sweetheart, what’s is it? You know you can tell me anything, right love?”
Castiel reached out to Dean with his hand only to be grabbed by Dean, his attention given as the appendix was grabbed and held by Dean. Placing into his own hand while cradling Castiel’s hand like it was something delicate and precious. And it totally was just that. Precious.
“I wanted you to have this.” Dean’s voice a soft whisper.
Dean then revealed the object in his other hand. A small and pretty flower and… then, there was a box. A very small box there too.
“A flower, for me, love?”
“Yeah and… of course I want you to have a flower, a pretty one like you are.”
Dean placed the flower in Castiel’s hair very carefully, glancing at his partner with so much love and then the small box appeared again, Dean holding it on his palm.
Castiel smiled as well, Dean able to utter such eloquent words only when the two were in private like this. But then his eyes fell on the small size box which Dean was cradling still.
“What’s in the box there, my sweet?” Castiel wasn’t sure, but he had an inkling just the same.
Dean again being hesitant, but then, he popped the box open revealing a silvery band. The object coming to view while glimmering in the pale of the moonlight.
A gasp fell from Castiel’s lips.
Dean simply looking up and at his partner, his gaze filled with so much love.
“Will you… marry me, my love?”
Castiel felt the pang of tears behind his eyes suddenly, only able to nod at first his acceptance before managing to get his words out.
“Yes love, I will.”
The kiss shared a seal to the agreement, the proposal accepted.
Dean then placed the ring on Castiel’s finger, his own one having a matching one soon enough.
“Forever then, my sweetness?”
“Together forever, my love.”
They kissed again, the perfect date this certainly was with the happiest of endings.