Hank grunted as his back connected with a wall and a firm but lean body pressed into his. He opened his eyes and wished he didn't. Boras glared down at him, keeping a tight grip on his arms above his head. After a minute or tw, Hank finally remembered his voice. "Let me go!" Boras ignored him as he turned to a bodyguard by the door. "No one is to bother us for the next two days. And if anyone is to call for Hank, tell them that he's indispolable." He ordered, watching as he nodded and left the room. Turning back to the now struggling man, Boras leaned down and claimed the younger man's lips.

Hank froze at the familiar lips, claiming his as if they had the right to. Catching himself before he could give in, he thought back to the girl he saw the man kissing him now propose to not to long ago. Pain ture at his heart as he thought of the man he loved had been using him the whole year they had been together. Hank clenched his eyes shut as he felt tears spring to his eyes, but they got free and streamed down his cheeks.

Boras pulled back when he felt something wet on his face and saw the younger man crying. He let the arms go to wipe the tears awy, but they kept coming. "What's wrong?" he asked gently. "All this time, I thought you loved me, but I was wrong. I saw you. I saw you propose to her." Hank whispered brokenly. Boras's heart clenched at how broken he sounded it and he realized something. 'Hank, my ДОРОГАЯ, it wasn't what you saw." He started gently, wrapping his arms around the trembling man. "I was practicing on her. She's my neice. I was planning on asking you to marry me tonight." Hank closed his eyes as he listened to him. "So, you weren't actually asking her?" he asked, uncertinaly. Ho

Laughing gently and smiling softly, Boras kissed the younger man's head. "No, my belove. I'm asking you that." He answered. Hank looked up at him for a few minutes, before smiling and nodding. "Yes." He whispered before his lips were claimed in a passionate kissed.

Hours later, as Boras laid in bed with his lover, now fiance, cuddle into him, he thought of how he was the luckiest man alive. He looked down at Hank and stroked his hair. "Я люблю Вас моя любимая." He whispered before joining him in sleep.

I hope you enjoyed! And you see the little button down there, yes, the one with the word on it, click it and review please.

1. ДОРОГАЯ= Love

2. Я люблю Вас моя любимая = I lover you my darling

Its russain.