It was not something he showed off to the world, It was more subtle, more symbolic, and, he'd like to believe, more earnest. His proposal to Lucy on the long time ago had been just that - an entire season's theme skated to the most intense of passion and feelings and fond memories of them both.
Many seasons have passed since then, and many things have happened, including the cold, hard revelation that they were not meant to be. Still, Loke never forgot this one moment among all the shared memories she has long thrown away, and, even now, would still never let him live it down. "I suppose it was quite unforgettable," she had said wryly, smothering the growing smile on her lips with a cough.
"Stop it, Loke, you're giving the old man ideas," Yura hissed from the corner in exasperation. Lucy turned to glare at the youth - as did a, whose heart-shaped lips were slightly parted in confusion, to which she added, "I meant you, Loke."
Loke pouted at the confirmation, turning his attention back to the old videotape he was watching. In it, a much-more-youthful Lucy n had just finished his final free skate of the season in first place, breaking the world record by more than ten points. At the medal ceremony, he broke precedent and melted the audience's hearts by skating Loke across the ice to classic love songs. They ended up on the podium with him on bended knee and her with tears of joy. The crowd cheered as he slipped a golden ring on her right finger amid the delightful cacophony of applause and well-wishes.
She started to cry again; this was his favorite part of the video. Loke mumbled about how it wasn't her style, and that Lucy -- would probably just laugh in her face. Lucy, as always, didn't care, while Loke actually took notes with a straight face.
Ignoring Lucy's hundredth rewind of the day, Lucy sauntered over to Loke, catching one of the slender kittens that leapt from the sofa into his arms. "Those kids will be the death of me in a few years."
"A shame those few years weren't now," came her clipped reply. "I'm surprised you haven't thrown out that hideous tape already. It's not like you to be sentimental."
"Neither does it suit you," Lucy laughed. "But as you have said, it was quite unforgettable."
Loke did not hide a smile this time, as well. "You have always been a romantic at heart. Those kids take after you."
'You've raised them well,' she did not say. But Lucy understood; he, too, was inclined to agree.