Lin chuckled softly, bringing a hand to Jonathan's cheek. "May I have this dance?" It was such a serene moment. The two men had just bought a new home together, one with such promise and hope. The windows were big, letting the moonlight shine upon them. They had an incredible view of the events below, and Lin was getting emotional (again).
"Who am I to deny you?" Jonathan whispered, nuzzling into Lin's hand.
It wasn't a proper dance, and they didn't even have music, but they were sure that their hearts were reaching its max, soon to burst from emotion. They clung onto each other, breaths warm against each other's neck. Lin was crying, hot tears staining Jonathan's button up.
"I'm in love with you." It was a whisper, a promise. It always sounded better than, "I love you," always held more significance.
"I know."
