Loud laughter sounded from the couple walking through the park.

"You're terrible at jokes, Tyler, stop," Josh shook his head as he laughed.

Tyler laughed along with him. "I still see you laughing!" He challenged.

"Because they're terrible," Josh countered, pressing a little closer to him as the cold of winter bit through his coat.

"Man, we should've stuck to being friends," Tyler sighed dramatically. "Two years ago, when I went to find you again and we began again as friends, I would tell you jokes and you'd laugh at them with no insult afterwards!"

"Yeah, well, now I'm your boyfriend so I get to put an insult afterwards," Josh rolled his eyes. "So deal with it."

Tyler let his head drop in mock sadness. "Good thing you're hot as hell and cute, so I can manage through your abuse."

Josh laughed again, smacking his boyfriend's chest with the hand that he wasn't using to hold the other's hand. "You're a dork," he informed Tyler.

"Yet you love me," Tyler boasted.

"That I do," Josh nodded. He looked up at the horizon. "Oh, crap, it's almost time for the sunset! Come on!" Josh let go of Tyler to run to their bench, the one that they came to daily to watch the sunset; it had become a tradition.

Tyler watched him go, smiling fondly at his boyfriend. He stuck to walking, not really up to running. A nervous feeling appeared in the pit of Tyler's stomach, and he took a deep breath. He stopped a few feet away from their bench, staring at Josh.

Josh noticed, stopping in his actions to clear off the bench from snow. "Is something wrong?" Josh asked worriedly, tilting his head.

Tyler's hand closed around the small, velvet box in his pocket, and he smiled. "Nope. Everything's perfectly fine."

He went to join his boyfriend - soon-to-be fiancé and husband - at their bench.

fin.