Pandora here today with the prompt 'hide and seek'. In this Yuri is 24 and JJ is 7 and 27.

To a seven year old, the Parc du Mont Royal in Montréal is full of all the best places to play. JJ could happily spend days there just watching people with their dogs, climbing on things or exploring the vast place. The possibilities stretch infinitely out from him like air itself, calling and beckoning him to wide open spaces for running or small secret places for hiding.

He hides now: bare hands flat in the dirt, little twigs and leaves leaving grooves in his palms as he ducks his head down behind the roots of the tree he's crouched under. He hears the shouts of the seekers, calling to each other and they run past him in pursuit of Henri, up another tree a little way up the hill. JJ giggles to himself and starts crawling backwards to hide around the other side of the tree.

Yuri stares up at JJ.

"What the hell is this?"

JJ grins down at him. "It's a piece of paper."

"You're not funny." Yuri frowns. "I've had a long day and I'm hungry."

"Okay fine, I'll explain," concedes JJ, kissing Yuri on the forehead. "When I was seven my favourite game was hide and seek, so for our seventh anniversary I wanted you to be able to play a game of hide and seek with your present."

Yuri looks like he's fighting the urge to roll his eyes, but then he meets JJ's gaze and sighs. "Fine, only because I love you."

The next hour is filled with the sound of Yuri stomping around the house and searching for clues, muttering to himself the whole time. He's rummaging through the stuff on top of the bathroom cabinet, standing on the edge of the bath, when JJ comes to stand in the doorway.

"Find it yet kitten?" he smirks.

"Shut up," growls Yuri. "You know I haven't." He offers a few choice words in Russian and JJ tuts.

"Language, kitten."

"Do you want me to find this stupid present or not?"

JJ lifts his hands in surrender and Yuri's attention turns back to his task. Soon, another clue in hand, he races into the bedroom and JJ follows. Yuri crouches down and starts feeling around under the bed, a look of frowning concentration on his face. JJ kneels beside him.

"What are you doing?" he asks Yuri, getting a raised eyebrow in response.

"Looking for the present."

"What?"

"This line, genius."

JJ reads the the paper and half-laughs. "Sorry, I suck at poetry. Here..."

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small green box.

"It was in your pocket the whole time?!" Yuri glowers.

"Well if you don't want it..."

Yuri rolls his eyes and takes it, barely finishing the word 'shithead' before he falls silent at the sight of the ring inside.

"I err..." JJ clears his throat, suddenly anxious and forgetting the whole speech he had planned. He settles on simplicity. "Will you marry me?"

Yuri stares at the ring, then at him, before breaking into simultaneous wild laughter and tears.

"What?" JJ feels on edge, not sure what to do.

Yuri reaches into his own pocket, producing a little red box. "You beat me to it."