People streamed out of the darkness, all kinds of smiling faces, and happy -
"Mom? Dad?" Blay laughed. "What are you - hey, how are you?"
As he embraced his parents, his father said, "He did it properly. He asked me first."
Blay's head whipped around to his mate. "Really? You asked my dad?"
Qhuinn nodded, then started to smile like a motherfucker. "It's my one and only shot. So I wanted to follow protocol. Can we cue the music?"
Instantly, everyone backed away, their collective bodies forming a circle on the edges of the light, and as they settled in, strains of something very familiar bled out into...
Journey's "Don't Stop Believing."
Qhuinn held his hand out. "Dance with me? In front of everyone...be mine, and dance with me."
Blay started to blink fast. On some level, this gesture seemed like a bigger deal than the mating proposal: in front of God and everybody. The two of them. Linked heart to heart.
"Like I'm going to say no?" he whispered hoarsely.
Except just as their bodies met, he hesitated. "Wait...who leads?"
Qhuinn smiled. "That's easy. We both do."
On that note, they held each other close, started moving together in perfect harmony...and lived happily ever after.