~~~~~Xelqua's POV~~~~~

~~Hermitcraft~~

"Just wanted to say, next time we meet you will become my puppet little Grian" The devil's words from two months ago still echoed in my mind.

It's currently been two month after the attack with the angels and demons. I was still on edge pretty much the entire time, currently I was standing on top of my mansion looking down at the landscape inattentively.

"Xelqua!" Someone shouted, I flinched, drawing my trident harshly, nearly throwing it before quickly turning around to the voice.

"Fucking hell Xisuma. You scared the shit out of me." I said catching my breath trying to slow my erratic heart rate down.

"Sorry my love, but you've literally been spaced out on top of your mansion for the past week. What's wrong?" Xisuma asked, sitting next to me as I put my trident away,

"Oh, uh, nothing is wrong.. I don't think so anyway." I mumbled.

"Xelqua, there's something wrong…." Xisuma said, pulling me close, "Please don't lie to me, tell me the truth."

I sighed as I leaned my head into Xisuma's chest.

"I just think that something is wrong... Or we missed something." I said, closing my eyes, "It just feels like there's a presence here that shouldn't be here. I just can't make out what it is."

"Well, you know what I think?"

"What?"

"I think you need to stop worrying about it. It's been over a month, Xelqua." Xisuma said, stroking my blonde hair, "Besides right now I think you should focus on something else."

"Like?"

"I don't know, maybe your mansion... Or repairing the town hall... Or hanging out with your friends and lovely boyfriend."

I let out a snort at that last comment as I turned away from Xisuma walking towards the edge of my mansion.

Even though I had known Xisuma for practically all my life, I felt as if the time wasn't right to ask him to be his husband.

With that said, I waited nearly two months. Two long months. I noticed Xisuma sending was me little hints; I knew what he wanted, however I wanted to be prepared. I wanted to ready. Each day, for hours, Xelqua was no stranger to the past. I contemplated why I loved him, asking myself all the basic questions, and the not so basic ones.

On that fateful morning, I decided that it was time. I was finally ready to take the leap of faith and marry the man of his dreams.

I even found the perfect place— the clearing where they first landed into hermitcraft, it was the closest place they could be to being back home in this world. Everything looked beautiful. He had Scar and Tango help him plant yellow flowers next to a bench, where I'd propose. Nothing could go wrong, Xelqua thought, Nothing at all.

At ten o'clock sharp, I took Xisuma to the park. When they got there it was a disaster. Right before his eyes, I saw what I feared the most. All the hard work that he, Scar and Tango had done, vanished. The flowers were scattered all over the ground without order, the bench was graffitied on and it was pouring rain. Not the romantic evening he had hoped for, that's for sure.

The couple stayed still in the sky.

"What are we doing here, Xelqua?" Xisuma said, curiously.

"Xisuma, I wanted everything to be perfect. I wanted the flowers to be blooming, the birds to be chirping and the sun to be high in the sky. But nothing is going my way. I'm sorry, but I can't… I can't…"

"You can't do what?"

I looked over at Xisuma. For some reason the words were at the tip of his tongue, refusing to exit his mouth. "Never mind," I said instead, then lowered my head.

Both their nerves were high. Xisuma stared out at the night sky in silence, confused by the moment. And Xelqua, well… he kept tugging at his sweater collar, sweating like a sauna. He tried to say something twice, except nothing came out. He stuttered every time like a never-ending nightmare.

"Are you trying to propose?" Xisuma said, returning his gaze to the man he loved so dearly.

I nodded, but barely. I nearly became a statue from the fear of Xisuma disapproving of the scenery.

The intense moment grew longer, it seemed. No one said a word. Their eyes remained glued on one another, waiting for the other person to speak first.

"Where is it?" Xisuma finally spoke up.

Xelqua pulled the ring out from the pocket of his jeans. As the pair slowly descended to the ground.

"Xisuma," Xelqua began, "Remember when we were younger and I saw you sitting on a bench with flowers back home. You were crying because you thought that me and Scar were going to die, we both nearly did but that's not the point, I went over to you reassuring you that the sun would keep on shining. "

"That was years ago. Why does that matter?"

"It matters because that day I knew you would one day be the only one for me, that I needed you to be my husband. We have always been inseparable and I ran home and told my mom that I had found the one. She said, 'good for you, now go clean your room.' "

Xisuma laughed.

"It's true. She didn't even believe me. I mean kids have crushes but no one really knows if it will ever work out. Do you know what she said to me earlier in the day before she died?"

Xisuma shook his head.

She said, "Xelqua, if you don't marry that man soon I will swear I will get Scar to tell him for you." I chuckled. "I told her I will but not until I'm ready. I still can't believe that was so many years ago. And now, after thinking about long and hard I realize I can't imagine a life without you, Xisuma Zane. You complete me… you're my other half."

Xelqua, stood tall on the grass covered ground, and walked in front of Xisuma, looking at him in the eye and got on one knee. With the rain pouring down on him, and all, I could care less; he wanted Xisuma to see how much he loved him.

Xisuma began to cry. He covered his mouth with one hand and allowed the tears to fall. They became one with the rain.

Xelqua pulled out a handkerchief and gave it to him, though it was wet. This made Xisuma laugh. The world seemed to vanish and they couldn't look away from one another.

"Not a day goes by that I don't think about our future together," I continued, "Xisuma…" he said started opening the ring case, "will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?"

"Yes," Xisuma managed to say, and Xelqua took out the ring and placed it on his new fiancé.

"It's my mother's ring. It's been in the family for three generations."

"Oh, Xelqua! I love you" Xisuma whispered, jumping into my arms. I twirled him around as we kissed passionately in the rain.