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David Haller (xgene) wrote,

Okay, so that was as close to blushing as David had ever been. The words about his proposal being better, something about that -- no, everything about that -- statement made the blushing want to happen and it was only barely controlled by a bashful chuckle, easing that need and desire with a burst of soft laughter. Yeah, that was definitely a huge part of why he'd been so surprised, so shocked and stunned. It'd make him freak out! Did she know? Was she on to him? "Yeah, my brain almost completely short-circuited there." Fiddling with the disk, he shrugged a little. "I was thinking of maybe using it for my ring, down the line, and something for you for the ceremony -- whatever it ends up being."

David felt the need to say that last bit, because in his mind, the ceremony was something he couldn't even conceive of. As a non-religious person, he didn't care overly much how it happened. Judge, sea captain, priest, rabbi, whatever. A couple strangers as witnesses (Amy might never forgive him, but still), their friends and Amy as witnesses, and upwards to intricacy -- he didn't think that far ahead because it was all such a big deal. They could talk about it, work it out together, but he knew the basics that rings would be needed specifically for the ceremony and one would be his for the rest of their lives as well. So... why not use all of the former ring pop for all that?

It had significance, after all. David was happy to keep the memory alive somehow, just as he was happy to burn the sight of Syd now to memory too. How she looked, their mutual nerves an energy, the wonderful things she was saying. "It kind of came out of left field," he admitted with a small smile, "I get it. The brain's a weird organ." The way it could react, or fail to do so. "But we're stuck with each other, so I forgive you." A teasing wink then, because he could. Because he loved her so damned much.

The hard part was definitely over, which was a relief and would help with the samba-heart-syndrome. Telling Amy though, David knew exactly what was going to happen and he couldn't help but laugh. "No, I haven't told her yet." And as for why: "She's going to scream. I know she is." Complete gut reaction from her, she was going to scream -- a good kind of scream, but one nonetheless. "There's going to be hugs, she'll probably just crush me extra to spare you." Because Amy knew, understood, and would remember because she was a good person like that. "Just... be ready to prepare your eardrums. Then all the hard parts will definitely be over."

Because there was going to be some commentary about how she knew it was going to happen as well. About how it was deserved for the both of them. All the romantic, wonderful things a big sister would say to a little brother she'd always wanted to find happiness with a significant other because it'd been so much a part of her own happiness. Not that one couldn't be happy without, but she was a huge believer in the 'you're complete with your other half' and all. Cheesy McRomanticson.

"I like the blanket fort for now though. Cozy isolation." No more need for other big thoughts, big announcements. It'd been a hell of a day and they could use the time to further unwind and keep the rest of the Big Stuff at bay just outside. Here? All adoration, samba-hearts, and cloud nine.