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Today was the day.
Today was the day that Buck would propose to Philip.
He picked up the ring today, it was a golden wedding band with "P+B" engraved inside, the outside had branches engraved with rose quartz gems as the leaves. It was perfect.
It was pricey, but it was worth it.
After he picked it up he went straight to Philip's house as they had a date planned today, this would hopefully be their last.
He knocked on the door, the dark navy blue box with the ring inside locating deep in his pocket so he didn't lose it, hands a bit sweaty. He heard the faint sound of someone rushing down the stairs, then the door opened. It was Luz!
"He-" she panted, "Hey dude." She was dressed as a waitress, her hair slicked back. Geez, she was a dork.
Buck chuckled, "Howdy, Luz."
"Follow me," she began leading him to the backyard, a new picnic table with an umbrella. Philip was sitting there, as soon as he saw Buck his eyes lit up and he waved.
Luz lead Buck to the table and he sat down, "Heya, Cowboy," he said, smiling yet nervous.
"Hello, Buckley! How are you?" Geez, this was gonna be hard.
"I'm good, how 'bout you?"
Philip clapped his hands together, "Oh, I'm swell!"
Luz went outside forca second and then came back out, setting a plate of salmon in front of Philip and a plate of steak in front of Buck, carefully calculating where the silverware was supposed to go, then laying it down.
"Well, this is fancy."
Philip just nodded.
They talked and ate forca while before Buck cleared his throat, "Philip, I have a question for you."
Philip's eyes widened, "Oh? I have one for you aswell."
"You go first—"
"No, you can go first."
Luz piped in, "How about the both of you ask your questions at the same time?"
Philip and Buck both shrugged at eachother, they closed their eyes, gotbon one knee and..
"Philip—"
"Buckley—"
Silence.
"Were you going to—"
"Yup. Where you?"
"Positive."
Buck smiled, "I wanna hear you. You go first."
"Buckley Jonathan Davis.. Will you make me the happiest I'll ever be and marry me?"
"Yes!" Buck took a breath even though he already knew what Philip's answer would be, "Philip Wittebane, will you make me the most grateful cowboy and be my husband?"
"YESYESYES, YES!"
They put their rings on eachother, the gold one complementinh the silver one. Buck tackled him down and layed with him in the grass, stargazing while talking about what the next step would be.