Fics like You Ought to Give Me Wedding Rings

And then he looked at Anton. Anton's expression was inscrutable but there was something kind and open to it, and he was holding that glow stick, the glow stick he must have run out and got that morning just to make Paul Baker happy. The glow stick he knew Paul Baker wanted at his wedding because he was the only one who asked if he was okay. Thirty seconds ago, Paul Baker was ready to go back to Canada if he couldn’t marry Issa. Now, looking at that glow stick, he knew he could marry Anton. But Anton hadn’t offered. He licked his suddenly very dry lips, his eyes fixed on Anton. “Is it … would it be okay … you can say no …” Anton was already nodding. “Yes,” he said softly. “Of course I will.” Five times Paul Baker almost, kinda, sorta, wanted or tried to propose to Anton, and one time he didn't get the chance to.

Fics like You Ought to Give Me Wedding Rings

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