A short little thing, sorry it isn't very long! ^^" Next one will be longer, promise~!
(I don't own Pandora Hearts in any way^^)
"Gilbert, if we were to get married, who would keep their last name?" Oz asked.
Oz and Gilbert and been lazily roaming around Gilbert's apartment, Oz was lying on the floor playing with a rubix cube and Gil had been reading his novel up until Oz asked his odd question. The older man went tomato red at Oz's words.
"What m-makes you a-ask th-th-that?" He stuttered in response. Oz and Gilbert had a well-known master and servant relationship, much to Gilbert's dismay, and questions such as these were not typical. Especially considering both parties were males and, because of the abyss, had a substantial age difference. Gil didn't really care about those things however, but the question still caught him off guard.
"Well, I think you'd have my last name!" Oz stated. "You'd be Gilbert Vessalius!" The boy smiled hugely at the thought. Gil blushed a bit deeper, oh to have Oz's name! He decided he'd play along this time.
"No, I think Oz Nightray would be better." He smirked. This time Oz went a bit pink. The blonde chuckled and grinned deviously.
"But Gilbert, the girl has to take the name! I think you'd be the wife!" He shouted, laughing at the thought of Gil in a bridal gown. The Nightray frowned and reddened.
"I would not! I'm already a man! You should be the girl." He argued. Suddenly Break popped up from behind the couch, smiling in amusement.
"On the contrary, Gilbert. I believe you'd be the more feminine. What about housework?" Break chimed in with much interest. Oz burst out in a fit of laughter, holding his stomach on the floor. It scared Gil at how easy it was to see himself cleaning up and being a housewife. He sighed. He didn't want to be a girl!
"B-but, Oz would fit a dress better!" Gil tried his hardest not to be pinned with the woman's role, and besides, Oz would look adorable in a dress. Oz smiled and shook his head.
"No, Gil would definitely look cuter in a dress! No question!" The younger boy said matter-of-factly, causing Gil to flush again. Break snickered.
"I agree with Oz."
"Shut it, Break! I would not!" Gilbert's attempt at fighting back was pathetic. He knew that by the time this discussion was over, he'd lose all manliness. Oz chuckled lowly at his silly servant and got up off the floor. The boy placed one hand on either side of the armchair Gil was sitting on, trapping the man in his seat. Gil looked at him questioningly, his blush loyally staying on his cheeks.
"Gilbert, if we were ever to get married," Oz started quietly. "I'd stand at the altar. You'd come down the aisle in a beautiful white gown and I'd stare at you like you were the most adorable thing in the world. Alice would be your maid of honor." Oz smiled cheerfully at this. "We'd both say 'I do', then I'd stand on my tip-toes to kiss you. Then you'd be mine, you'd be my blushing bride."
Gil stared up at Oz, taking in the words and losing himself in Oz's emerald eyes. Oz smiled lovingly at him and leaned in closer. "Exactly like that, now all you need is the dress." Oz grinned at Gil's blushing cheeks. The boy closed his eyes and pressed his lips to Gilbert's. Gil blushed madly and slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the contact. Oz kissed him a bit harder, his lips caressing Gil's lovingly. The man was so overcome with joy his lips went numb under Oz's, but he wrapped his arms around the boy's waist and pulled him closer. Oz then broke the kiss and hugged Gilbert tightly, his face nuzzling into his neck. Gil smiled and hugged Oz back, very joyous over what just happened. Oz had kissed him and Gil felt he would explode with pure happiness.
Oz leaned back from Gil's neck and pressed his forehead to Gil's. He kissed Gilbert's lips lightly and again and smiled.
"And then, you'd take my name."