[Fai is grinning right back like a dork, his right hand playing with Feliks' bangs while the other slips into his pocket - and he's glad that the new clothes Feliks had made still have pockets. Then he slips the fingers of his right hand through Feliks' hair, down his shoulder, and grasps Feliks' left hand in his.
A moment later, he's slipped a ring on him.]
So have I. Kind of for a while.
[As for the ring? If you're marrying Feliks, you go big or go home.]
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A moment later, he's slipped a ring on him.]
So have I. Kind of for a while.
[As for the ring? If you're marrying Feliks, you go big or go home.]