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"So what was it you wanted to show me, Emil?"
You asked as he guided you through the harbor, his hand held a firm grip on yours, but he was still as gentle as could be. He 'grunted' in acknowledgement of your words (though it was more like the sound a wet cat would make) without saying anything. But you could swear you saw a hint of pink creep up on his face.
The people around you sneaked some concerned glances your way, it made sense to you in a way. They're probably not too used to seeing what looks like a regular person be dragged along by a member of a Finger all willy nilly. It was usually for some violent reason.
You couldn't really blame them, the Middle could be brutal when they wanted to be.
Eventually, after a few more minutes of Sinclair speed walking across the harbor with you in tow you reach what appears to be some sort of nightclub. The bouncer at the door immediately moves aside and lets you through the moment he sees you and your boyfriend approaching, Sinclair drags you into the club with him and drags you into the middle of the place. You can briefly see several other members of the middle watching with mildly confused looks on them but you dont get much time to dwell on it.
Sinclair takes your hand in his and gets down on one knee, a vivid shade of reddish pink adorning his soft, pale face as he takes a tiny box from out of his pocket.
"(Name)....." His voice is shaky, but theres an undeniable feeling of excitement in it. He opens the box.
"Will you marry me...?"
You feel your heart practically skip a beat. Inside the box is a beautiful golden ring with a heart shaped topaz embedded in the center. You can barely contain the joy welling in your heart as you give him a bone crushing hug.
"Yes Emil! Yes i will!"
You can only faintly hear the sound of everyone else in the club cheering for the two of you over your own heartbeat. You hug Sinclair, and Sinclair hugs you right back.
"I love you so much (Name)...."
Sinclair cried tears of joy that night, all night.