100 Unrelated Romances - Emerald 
Because it’s been forever since I’ve posted one. And because it’s almost 3 in the morning and I always have my most stupid ideas around that time.
Whsbandgeek prompted me.
I am unoriginal and too lazy to edit I know Also Julian always manages to get the last word
It had been a long day.
It had been an even longer night for entirely different reasons.
Julian lay beside his boyfriend, grinning for no reason except that he was completely happy. And really, that was enough of a reason for him.
“God, Logan, you’re so horny. Every night this week? Do you want me to be unable to walk or something?”
“That’s the plan,” Logan whispered, his breath tickling Julian’s skin. The blonde man pressed a gentle kiss to his lover’s neck, smiling in the dark.
“Sadistic son of a bitch.”
“Selfish egotistical prick.”
Julian chuckled softly. Their insults only became more creative as time passed by. He wondered what state their banter would be in by the time they were in their nineties (yes, he loved Logan so much that he expected to still be together by then).
“Are you… tired?”
“Kind of, why?”
“Just… Need to ask you a question, and I want you awake enough to answer it.”
“Must be important.”
“It kind of is.”
With that, Logan got up from the bed, ignoring Julian’s complaints that he was losing much-needed warmth.
“Logan Wright, get back in bed right now or so help me – “
“Relax, you melodramatic fool,” Logan soothed. “This will only take a second.”
Julian was reduced to muttering under his breath as Logan slid the drawer open and removed something from it.
Then the light was turned on, and Julian stared at the thing in Logan’s hands.
It was a small velvet box – and it was open to reveal a ring set with a beautiful shining emerald.
“Is – Is that – “
“Julian Larson,” Logan said. It’d been a long time since Julian had seen him uncertain of himself. “Will you marry me? It doesn’t have to be soon. It doesn’t even have to be in a year. Just – I would feel better knowing that we’d promised to each other – “
Maybe it was the almost shy way with which he said his words. Maybe it was the fact that he didn’t seem to know what the certain answer would be.
Whatever it was, it made Julian start laughing.
Logan raised an eyebrow.
“What’s so funny?”
“Did you honestly doubt my answer for one second? Idiot.”
“I take that as a yes?”
“Of course I’ll marry you, even if you are a self-righteous jerk. Sometimes. Or most of the time. Or actually I take that back. All the time.”
Logan rolled his eyes as he got back under the covers. “Way to ruin a perfectly good moment.”
“I try my hardest, darling.”
They shared a comfortable silence before Julian broke it – as he usually did.
“Why an emerald? Why not a diamond?”
“Why do you always ask so many questions? I’m trying to go to sleep here.”
“… Because I thought it would remind you of my eyes.”
“Damn right I am.”