Marry Me?!

Marry Me?! 

"Where were you all night?" Wylan asked the moment Jesper walked into the house.

Jesper placed his hat and gun away, "On duty! Why are you asking this?"

"I got to know from a trusted source you were out partying."

"We went to a rave party to find a drug dealer. I wasn't partying. Wylan, why are you asking all of this?" Jesper removed his shoes and socks.

"You come home smelling of some other woman and expect me to not question you?"

"I don't know who is feeding you all this nonsense but let me assure you, none of it is true."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. Wait, are you drunk?"

"Nope. I don't do drunk." Wylan blew raspberries. 

"Wylan, you don't seem usual, are you-" Jesper turned silent as Wylan placed his hand on his mouth.

"Shut up and come here." Wylan wrapped his legs around him. "Do you really love me?" 

"Yes. I do."

"Let's get married."

"We got married two months ago." Jesper said nonchalantly. "What's with you tonight?"

"Marry me, again." 

Jesper picked him up and walked into their bedroom. "Let's do the rituals, then."

"Me likey." Wylan winked. 

~*~