Evan stares at his hand, a scar appearing two weeks after the incident. His scarred hand pets his kitten softly. He was nervous. Tonight was he release party for his new album. No one had listened to it other than Azad and Evan himself. He was the most nervous for Jonathan to hear most of the songs, because most of them were about him.

Jonathan also had a plan for tonight. He walks into the tailor and smiles at the old man behind the front desk. The store smells of cigars and cologne. “What are you looking for?”

“Something to purpose in, but also to see your boyfriends first album release.” The old man, whose name is Gerard, laughs and starts searching for things with Jonathan by his side. Classic 80s rock plays over the speakers in the store.

“Keep on Loving You” by REO Speedwagon plays in the store. Jonathan smiles and looks at himself in the mirror. The black suit pants are tight on his bottom, but not too tight; tight enough. The dark blue blazer makes his eyes pop out. His eyes look like they’re glowing.

The clock ticks echo in Evan’s eardrums, the ticks match the song playing where Jonathan is. Evan searches through the closet for an outfit. Tonight is very special to him. He finds a black button up shirt, red suspenders, and black dress pants.

The musician walks into the bathroom and runs his fingers through his hair; making it a little ruffled and thrown to the side. He smiles, his one dimple appearing. “Every Breath You Take” by The Police now plays on the radio in Jonathan’s bike. His suit sits right behind him on his bike.

Evan sits on the couch, his legs bouncing up and down. He suddenly remembers that Jonathan didn’t see the album cover either. Evan is super nervous now.

Jonathan is super nervous. The ring in his pocket seems to tease him.

There’s another thing that Evan is nervous about.

He crawls under the bed to find a secret box of his. He pulls out the brown box and inside is a red velvet box with a ring with emerald in it the little patterns going around the silver ring; Jonathan’s birthstone, along with Evan’s. He sighs heavily and looks at his phone. The release is in 2 hours.

Jonathan rushes into the house. He stares at Evan, “You look hot. Nice bow tie.”

“Thanks,” Evan smiles at him. Jonathan then throws a hoagie at him, “Here’s dinner.”

“Sweet, are you going to eat?”

“Yeah, I need to get something ready though.”

Evan chows down onto his sub as his photographer sits onto their bed. He pulls out a piece of paper. His lips move as he reads his words over and over again. From a distance it looks as if he’s praying.

A figure appears in the door and Jonathan immediately shoves everything in his pocket. He looks up at to the one and only, VanossGaming. He chuckles as Evan stares at him, “Come on. Eat, get dressed. It’s almost time.” Evan didn’t seem nervous to Jonathan. Maybe he’s hiding it.

The photographer gets dressed in his newly purchased outfit. To add some detail he puts on eyeliner. He sticks the box in his pocket and walks out of his room. Evan stands, but nearly falls back onto the couch, because of how terrific his boyfriend looks. The model fans himself and says, “We better leave before I change my mind and want to fuck you.” Jonathan blushes at the comment. He opens the door for Evan and whispers in his ear, “Trust me. I'd be the one fucking you.”

Evan and Jonathan walk into the building together. Want U is playing over the crowd. Everyone is talking and drinking fancy drinks; for people 21 and older of course. Evan sees Azad walking towards him. He squeezes his older boyfriend's hand. Jonathan squeezes back. Azad greets Jonathan with a warm bro-hug, "This is the man himself." He smiles at Evan and then Jonathan.

"You two are cute," he states and then grabs Evan. He starts walking away, "It's time Evan." Rynx waves at his photographer. The photographer suddenly wonders which pictures Evan used for his album cover.

The lights dim and one spotlight shines on stage. Azad pulls Evan out and gestures toward him. His heart drops as a microphone is handed to him. He taps it and makes a smart remark out of nervousness, “Is this thing on?” He spots Jonathan in the crowd a cheesy smile across his face. “So, how should I begin this? I definitely want to thank all of you for at least tolerating my decent music.” He sighs heavily into the mic, and then thanks Azad and the other people who help him with his music. Again with a sigh he stares out into the crowd, directly into the blue eyes. “I want to give the biggest thanks to my boyfriend, Jonathan Dennis.” Evan smiles, the one dimple showing, blowing the crowd away, mainly Jonathan. “Speaking of him… most of my songs are based on him and supporting all types of love.” Evan nods in a que for the music to start playing, “Here, just listen to it and you’ll understand.”

Evan’s face appears on the screen behind him. It’s Evan kissing Jonathan, holding his face with his scarred hand. The scar showing the fighting other LGBT people had to go through to merely kiss. The whole picture is edited so the whole thing looks like a rainbow shining through the two as they kiss. A smile is also formed as they kiss. The crowd cheers. The song name is “Blue J” and is a whole song describing Jonathan’s looks, personality, but mainly his eyes.

Jonathan can’t rub the smile of his face as he listens to Evan’s sweet voice; a mix of Harry Styles and George Lewis Jr. Evan then gestures for Jonathan to come up. He walks up with a guitar solo of Evan’s, but it is an acoustic guitar instead of his usual electric.

The model grabs his photographer and helps him onto the stage. “I love you,” Evan says into the mic. The crowd cheers louder as Evan gets down onto one knee and pulls a tiny box out. “Jonathan Dennis… Will you marry me?” The blue-eyed man puts his pallid hand over his lips. He laughs and then falls to the ground with Evan. He pulls the ring from his pocket as well. Evan chuckles, tears threatening his eyes. “Evan Fong, will you marry me?” They both nod, “Hell yes,” Evan says and squeezes the hell out of Jonathan. The crowd screams and claps at the newly engaged couple.

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