A Long Time Coming

"Catch!"

Your eyes shoot up into the air as you hear your cherished fluffy boyfriend calls out to you with his majestic voice. As rough and tumble as he might pretend to be sometimes, you always swore that the softie had a royal soul. Your sight locks onto the thrown football and quickly realize that Asriel overshot it. By quite a bit. You make a running start before diving for the ball, barely getting it within your clutches before you crash into the powdery snow.

You can hear Azzy laughing from the other end of the field as you get to your feet and brush some snow off. Today was surprisingly nice for a winter day, with the sun out and the air comparatively warm, so you and Asriel had decided to go out to the park and mess around a bit. He'd brought out his old highschool football and in the absence of anything better to do, the two of you had spent the past little while losing yourself in a friendly game of catch.

There's a smile on your face as you finish wiping away the last of the snow. Azzy can play smug all he wants. What he doesn't know is that you've got a real surprise waiting for him. Something that's been a long time coming at this point.

Without a word you toss the ball intentionally short to force your goat to come closer. His dark eyes widen as he runs forward, determined not to let you get the better of him. He dives in the same way you were forced to do and catches the ball with his furred hands, faceplanting into the snow shortly after.

"You're gonna have to do better than that!" He smirks from the ground, throwing the ball before he even stands.

That caught you off-guard, but because he's throwing it from so low, even if he meant to throw it far again you manage to leap up and catch it in mid-air before falling into the snow on your back. Asriel is back on his feet at this point with a surprisingly impressed look on his face.

"Not bad Anon!"

Now's your chance. You ditch the ball and take something out of your pocket, glancing up at your goat with eyes gleaming with determination. "Azzy!"

"Huh!?"

"Think fast!"

You launch the object at him from your seated position. You swear you could almost hear it whistling as it barreled through the winter wind. Asriel's reflexes were always good, so he's able to catch the object with just one hand despite being ambushed with it. He takes it and looks it over with an eyebrow raised.

"What? Anon, this isn't the ball- Wait."

By the time he looks back up from it you're already kneeling before him. His eyes go wide as he begins to realize what's happening.

"Asriel Dreemurr.. You should have seen this coming." You grin up at the now incredibly-flustered goat. "Will you marry me?"

For a moment, Azzy's speechless. His eyes repeatedly dart from you to the small black box in his hands. It's like even after all the time you've spent together, he's still in disbelief that this moment is really happening. Eventually he manages to snap out of it and fumble open the box he's holding.

What's inside is unmistakable for anything else. It's a golden wedding band. It could be nothing else. His jaw drops at the realization that it's true, that you're really asking him, and he raises his eyes from his ring to meet yours one last time.

And then he tackles you into the snow.

"You son of a-!" He cries, a deep blush encompassing his face. His strong arms pin you to the ground. "How could you beat me to it!? I-I was supposed to propose to YOU!"

"Uh, Azzy? The question..?"

The goat shuts you up by descending into a deep kiss with you, the warm embrace of his mouth with yours a welcome change from the cold winter air. You're practically gasping for breath by the time he lets up.

"Of course I'll marry you!" He says, tears of joy welling up in his eyes. "Just, uh.. C-Can we reverse the roles when we tell this story to my Mom..? She's gonna be pretty livid with me if after all this you had the guts to propose before I did.."

You smile up at your fancy, fluffy fiance, who's still pinning you to the snow. You couldn't be happier yourself. "Sure, Azzy!"

..Whether or not you stay true to that is a question for later. For now, you're just more than happy to lay here in the snow with your goat.

END