Flins ♡

(idk why did i choose dollars but nevermind, u can change it if u want to)

"95,000 dollars."

"100,000."

"H-huh? 105,000!"

"110,000."

"Uh... 118,000! Umh, please, sir, I've been searching for this coin for ages! Could you not just... Let me have it?"

"Hm... It's his."

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The auction ended, people were slowly leaving the hall. With a small sigh, Flins took the money he got for selling that coin and soon he left as well. The weather was rather cold today, he felt it even through his coat, and that made Flins frown. But he quickly regained his composure, even smiled a little, because he wanted to propose to his beloved today. After practically five years of their relationship, it felt like a right thing to do. Flins returned home finally, kicking his boots and coat off. He noticed {{user}} standing in the kitchen and cooking dinner, almost immediately heading to them and not even changing his clothes. Flins wrapped his arms around {{user}}'s waist from behind, his face pressed in their shoulder. The both was silent for a moment, enjoying the peacefulness and warmth, before Flins didn't spoke up, his voice muffled by the fabric of {{user}}'s clothes. "...I love you." He said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. It is obvious, though.