Everything

Song: Sadly, none.

(A/N: this wasn't going to be a proposal chapter, it just turned out that way. I'm about to write another fluffy Friday night, with no proposals this time. :))

MAX

I was leaning on the wraparound porch's railing, my skinny jeans loose on my legs. My hair was down, bouncing down my neck to my shoulders. I examined it critically. It really did need to be cut. Fang, who was my date for the evening, landed sofly on the wood floor. I turned around to see him, all dark force and energy. He was breathing heavily, and in his hands were a bunch of yellow roses. I smiled and ran up to him. He kissed me, a quick peck. Even just that sent electricity and adrenaline racing through my head.

"I thought of you today." he said.

"Did you?" I smelled the sweet scent of the roses.

"Yes, Maximum, I did."

Only he could call me that. I stared deeply into his eyes, so close to him was I that I could see the little gold flecks dancing in them.

"It was when I saw one word on this billboard...perfect."

I shook my head.

"You don't mean that." Truthfully, I was far from perfect. He grabbed my shoulder and spun me around in one fluid motion. Somehow, our bodies fit each other. I was tight against his chest. He was so strong. I felt so safe that I wanted to bury my head there and just listen to his heartbeat. Fang lashed his feathers out and around me, shading us. His wings were stronger and bigger, so they wrapped completely around me, blocking the sunlight from my eyes.

Years had passed, and Fang had gotten only more perfect. We were now eighteen, and he still payed attention only to me. It was so right, so amazing, that I never wanted it to change. Was that wrong? I didn't care. I kissed him, and waves of love and passion coursed through my veins. It never ceased to stop, really. When we broke apart, Fang held my hand. He extended his wings. I grinned, getting the motion. He was smiling, too - he had done more of that lately. My wings flashed into motion, unfurling to catch the wind. He drew me to him, and whispered in my ear.

"Run away with me, Max."

The comment surprised me. Inside, I knew that it would be possible; my Mom was caring for the other Flock members. I drew back instinctually, but Fang help my hand tighter, pressing something against it. Out of curiosity, I leaned forward to see it closer. It was an onyx-black ring with a small diamond nestled in the center. My head shot up.

"Marry me." Fang said gently. He slipped the ring on my finger. This is more than perfect...

This was righter than right,

This was everything.