The last of the first batch of requests I took. It was requested by panzerbuster on tumblr~ My OTP got put off for so long, but I did it in honor of Add coming to NA, so it's fine, right~?
Pairing: Lunatic Psyker/Mastermind
POV: Third Person

The small, royal purple box on the table taunted him silently. He picked it up. He put it down. He picked it up again, fiddling with it for a few moments. He put it back down again. He picked it up a third time, opening it. The thin, silver ring inside shone brightly, the product of many weeks of saving up and skipping midday snacks. It had a small princess cut amethyst on it. He smiled. The stone reminded him of the person he loved, the person he wanted nothing more than to give this very ring to. But... the question behind the ring and its answer was what was making him so nervous.

'Will you marry me?' Four simple words that held so much power when thrown together like that. The Lunatic Psyker wanted nothing more than to marry his beloved Mastermind; they'd been together for almost ten years, and they were happy. After living together for five of those ten, getting used to one another quirks and flaws, getting over the stupid to very serious arguments, snuggling in bed, making breakfast... making love... He wanted nothing more than to marry the man he so adored.

But it was those exact four words, arranged so nicely and neatly, that scared him. The thought of the answer made them die in his throat so many times before. He wanted to be able to shout them across town, to yell them so loudly his lover would hear him from his office downtown. He wanted to whisper them, when they were spooning after a night of passionate love, basking in the afterglow of what he could only describe as the best activity in the history of his existence. The desire to ask that question burned through his veins every morning as he headed to his construction job, dropping his love off at the stuffy computer place he worked at. The Psyker wondered would it would be like to randomly ask them one day, then just drive off, as if he hadn't.

His thoughts were interrupted by the front door closing. He snatched the box right as the man of his dreams rounded the corner, a mischievous look on his face. The Mastermind's expression fell when he realized he'd been caught. "Damn. I was hoping to surprise you!" He was holding something in his hands as well, but the Psyker could see what it was.

"You know me. Forever unsurprised." He bowed dramatically, and his lover laughed. "Anyway. I have something I wanted to talk about. Nothin' serious; it's been on my mind a while and I just need to get if off my chest."

They sat at the table, across from one another. The atmosphere was warm, but it didn't change the weight. The words threatened to die under his tongue again, but before he could speak, his Mastermind placed the object in his hands onto the table. It was a velvet, lavender box. A rather small one. Not unlike the one he'd been... "I have something I'd like to talk about as well."

Oh. This was a surprise. Mastermind motioned for Lunatic Psyker to take the box, and he did, leaving the darker purple box in its place. "I suppose we're on the same track, then?"

Another laugh. He wanted to listen to that laugh forever. Mastermind took the royal purple box and looked up. "Shall we ask together? Or would you prefer a silent proposal?" His eyes radiated love. "Honestly, I couldn't think of a better way to spend my life than with you."

He didn't have to ask the question anymore, but he did it anyway - "Love of my life... Will you make me the fucking happiest man in the world, and become mine forever...?"

"Only if you'll do the same for me, lover mine."

[...]

The kind old lady next door woke them the next morning, a knowing grin on her face. She warned them of their volume with a wink, chuckling to herself as the newly engaged pair turned scarlet behind her.