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"You've seen nothing."
"Nah, I've seen everything I need. Heh even more."
"If you say," Brendan poked his finger into his old friend's shirt. "To someone, especially to you-know-who," Then looked in his eyes and continued. "I will tell Cheryl about your endeavours with young miss Rosetta, and also as a bonus, will show every single person of your childhood photographs."
Danny rolled his eyes. "Brendan Brady, that's pathetic. What he turned you into, um? Your threats are soo well-bad and childish, ohh."
"But effective, innit?" Brendan made his way to the sofa and sit down. "How did you get in, by the way?"
"Well, the door was open, so I decided that if-"
"If it's open that you're a welcomed guest, right I remember."
"No like that. What were you doin' before I'd interrupted, heh? And why you look like a stabbed cat, mate?" Danny grinned, but pretended to sound more caring.
"None of your business."
"Oi, it's very rude. How you treat you dear old friend, tsk-tsk Brady, shame on you."
Oh that old friend. Danny's always knew that one part of Brendan definitely bears him only because he's been a good friend of Cheryl since school, while the other pities him and literally can't stand. But after all, they've helped each other and been through many funny things together, so. He should be glad.
"So, are you gonna tell me or not?"
"Obviously, you know the answer. So spare me your dull commentaries." Brendan put his head in his hands.
"Alright I won't ask you anymore about it, just tell me what to do. Brenny boy, I know you don't think I can help you, but actually, I can, alright? And besides I've seen your young fella Ste. Well-good enough, heh." Danny patted him on the shoulder, and smiled.
"Ohh you're unbelievable."
"Aha, you know me better, so let's start."
"Fine. But no laughing, giggling, smirking or pretending to improvise, yes?"
"Yeah, skip to the part of what I'm supposed to do." Danny spread out his arms.
"At first you've got to pretend that you're Steven, and think please before do anything. There's no need in speaking for you, just stand still while I..I.."
"Proposing." Danny corrected, and grinned.
"Yes."
"Well, it's easy-peasy. You know it's so good that you're proposing to a lad not to a girl, because y'know, I'd be a smashing lady," Danny laughed, winking at Brendan enthusiasticly. "Your Ste is a lucky one."
This time Brendan rolled his eyes. "Let's do that. Ready?"
"Yep. But hang on, do I need to pretend that I'm in love with you madly as well?"
"Of course not. Well not completely. I want you to act naturally, as if it was Steven and.. how would you react on it, get it?" Brendan took a sip of a glass of water.
"Seems so." Danny nodded.
Before Brendan could even open his mouth, Danny scratched, shake his legs, then hands slowly, enjoying the process. After that he put his hands in the pockets and chewing a gum said. "So yo, here's me scally Ste boy, yo, what you got to tell me hunk, oi? Me skinny jeans ar so tight, yo. "
Brendan nearly choked on his drink and closed his eyes befor opening them and shouted "Stop it!"
"Don't you like me improvisation?"
"No! Not a bit. That is not Steven."
"Oi, I'm sorry mate, let's do it again."
"Ohh. Yes."
Brendan coughed and knelt on his knee, just as before. Danny managed to hid his smile in time, and turned his face to him, then leaned in down a bit.
"Khm," Brendan took Danny's hand in his own and not looking at him, started. "Steven, I-"
"Bren, you must look me in the eyes." Danny whispered.
"Shh." Brendan squeezed Danny's boy wrist so tight that the later nearly screamed, but manage to prevent it by biting the knuckles on his right hand.
Brendan sent him the look of anger and continued, trying to wear a genuine smile. "You are the love of my entire life. You're the only one that I can imagine at my side. Always with you I want to be. You are the music to my ears, the part of me," Brendan mumbled something else but it was barely an audible.
"What did you say, darling?" Danny was grinned sheepishly. "The last part, couldn't hear you."
Ahh. Another glance full of love he sent me. Oi, so charming.
"The skin to my bones, the ocean to my sea," Brendan repeated with greteed teeth.
"Oi, how lovely. But the first comparison is a bit scary, honey."
Brendan ignored his comment and cleared his throat. "Will you do me the honour," Danny murmured something like 'yes' and his eyes were shining. Overacting, he thought. "The honour of becoming my-"
"Your wife, yes, course I do."
Brendan shoved him gently and took the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer. "No silly commentaries, stop this absurd." And returned in his previous position.
"Will you do me the honour of becoming my partner?" Brendan squeezed his hand again. "You will make me.." Brendan looked at the camera. And his hands automatically covered with sweat, his breaths became ragged. "I can't continue with this," he gestured to place on the sofa where the camera was lying. "Staring at me. I cannot. Just look at it, it's laughing at me."
"Alright, chill out mate." Danny said and covered camera with a pillow.
"Better?"
"Yes."
"Shall we?"
"Aha."
"Khm," Brendan was still on his right knee. "Steven, you can have all the time you need just say something promising, please." he hold onto Danny's legs.
"Please I love you, I love you so much. You know how, don't you? You're the love of my entire life,...I want you to take my last name."
Danny was trying to put him on his feet, but Brendan wasn't paying any attention.
"You're such a soppy sod. You think he will say yes to a mumbling pussy boy? No. So kneel down and say it again. Properly."
"Alright."
"It's okay mate, no worries, and don't be even bothered to apologie."
"What for?"
"For spilling out your glass of water on me trousers. Nah, mate it's fine."
"Your trousers aren't that important as that!"
"Just chill out."
"I did."
"Good, I think I can show you how to do it properly. Just look up at me and you will be as irresistible as I."
Brendan groaned with frustration.
"And this time, to prevent the confusion, you will be you and I will be me."
They change their positions and now Danny was kneeling and Brendan was a blushing fiance.
"Brendan, the light of me day, with all my sincere feelings," Danny paused and kissed Brendan's palm, that made Brendan turned his shocked face to him."Will you do me the honour of becoming my husband?"
Brendan's jaw dropped and Danny grinned sheepishly. He was so confident and calm.
"Fantastic."
"Perfectly so."
