(Joseph's POV)
Asurah was extremely anxious the day the Celebration arrived. He kept fidgeting and getting lost in his thoughts, a faraway look in those white eyes of his. Hell, he couldn't even sleep last night. He kept tossing and turning, until he got frustrated and paced the room. I don't know why he was so anxious. Maybe he really was that embarrassed that his people were celebrating in his honor. I tried my best to comfort him, but he only gave me dry, unnamused looks.
So I just let him be.
He was already dressed in his Celebration outfit when I came into the room, his skin mostly on full display, since his clothes were extremely thin and held together with turquoise beads. His snow colored hair was up in a high ponytail showing off his faint widow's peak, a sparkling crown placed onto his head. He looked absolutely stunning, and my heart went into overdrive at the mere sight of him.
I, on the other hand, was slightly uncomfortable in the white high-collared jacket and white leather pants I had been given, jewels draping over my shoulders and trailing down the length of my leather pants. The only good thing about the stiff outfit, was the fact that it was extremely warm and made it more tolerable to be in the freezing outside weather. Though, I wouldn't tell Asurah that, since he seemed so excited to see me in it.
I did feel kind of bad for Delkele though, since his outfit looked like it was about to be shredded with how badly the fabric strained against his muscles. And he had looked so uncomfortable, his hair done in an intricate fishtail braid.
Smirking to myself at the recent memory, I watched as Asurah waved his arms around while he walked back and forth, seeming to be having a long conversation with himself in his head. I couldn't help it as my gaze dropped to his luscious backside, a smirk forming on my lips as I admired it. Asurah definitely put even the Instagram butt models to shame with that tush of his.
"Jo! I didn't even hear you come in."
My eyes shot from his pale skin, up to his white eyes that were lined with a thin line of blue eyeliner. It made his eyes stand out even more, and gave him a bold look that definitely suited him. "Ah, yeah. You ok? You were pacing again."
Asurah frowned and rubbed at his arms, shrugging as he looked to the side. "I'm just...nervous."
I smiled, leaning against the wall as I stared intently at him. "Why? It's your celebration."
The albino king sighed, rubbing at his temples. "It's...it's not just that." He walked over to me and leaned on the wall next to me, carefully nibbling at his bottom lip. "Today isn't just a day to celebrate my becoming king, or anything like that. It's also a day for desperate Glacics to try and woo me into taking them as my consort. It always happens. Last year alone, I had a thousand different offers."
I frowned, feeling jealous at the revelation. Damn. I knew he was beautiful, but to have a thousand people offer to be your consort? That put even the hottest men and women on Earth to shame. I had a feeling that I needed to keep my sights on Asurah, so he wouldn't be whisked away by another. Not that anyone else had a chance. We had already laid claim to one another. I had a sudden urge to just go out there and beat at my chest like a gorilla.
I cleared my throat, crossing my arms over my chest as I glanced at my lover. "Well, you could always tell them that you are already taken. I mean, if you're comfortable with it, and all."
Asurah looked at me, a few strands of hair trailing over his shoulder. He tilted his head thoughtfully, turning his body towards me. "I'm not sure it would sway them. I mean, some of them get downright inappropriate when I try rejecting them."
Well, you have me. If they don't like it, they can go through me. Or well, try to." I snorted, making Asurah grin.
"That is very true. If you can throw someone as large as Delkele over your shoulder without strain, then I doubt those desperate Glacic's can get through you."
I resisted the urge to bring up Issak, who had almost ended me a little over a week ago. Asurah didn't know all of what happened that night, only that Issak had knocked him out. I didn't tell him that Issak almost killed me. I didn't want to worry him. We were good now, though, since Issak was still rotting away in his cell.
Instead of dwelling on such dark thoughts, I instead turned my attention back to the albino next to me, the other man looking like an angel with the way the sunlight hit him. I held my arm out to him, watching as his eyes dropped to the appendage with curiosity. "Well? Shall we?"
Asurah sighed wearily but nodded anyway, grabbing my arm with a delicate pale hand. I actually hadn't expected much as we went outside, only a large group of people chatting to themselves. I didn't prepare myself for the screams and cheers as we walked out, the noise so loud it nearly made me deaf. And my god was it creepy seeing hundreds of Asurah look alikes. Like, they did their hair like his and even dressed up in outfits similar to his. Even a few children were dressed as their king.
Earth never had celebrations like this. At least, none that I knew of.
I glanced at Asurah, seeing the forced smile on his face as he waved to the crowd, enticing more screams of joy from his people. He then held up his hand, surprisingly silencing the enormous crowd. He then cleared his throat nervously, and spoke. "Today is day one of the Celebration. A time where we all gather to celebrate the day Glacion was freed from the War. A time where we became the richest planet in the galaxy. However, before we begin, I have something I must tell you all."
I raised my eyebrow, glancing at Asurah curiously as a blush dashed across his cheeks.
"I know many times in the past, there had been many offers to take my hand in marriage. I am excited to say, I am no longer listening to confessions. Because...I have already found my consort." He glanced at me and I blinked in shock. He gestured for me to stand next to him, and despite my racing heart, I did, my gaze scanning over the silent crowd. "This is the man that has broken the ice that surrounded my heart, bringing about a warmth that I am more than happy to partake in. I only hope that you treat him as you would treat me, your King. Now, with that said, let the Celebration begin!"
The crowd began cheering, some Glacic's with true smiles on their faces, and others that looked at me with searing hatred, making me want to stick my tongue out at them. Think of it as a way for me to maybe...sorta...taunt them that I managed to capture their king's heart, and they didn't. It may have been childish, but I was a childish person despite being in my thirties. Sue me.
My gaze shifted to Asurah, who still had a dark blush on his cheeks. I sauntered over to him, raising my eyebrow as he glanced up at me. "Consort, huh? Is it just me...or was that a proposal?"
Asurah opened his mouth to speak, only to close those pretty lips of his as he crossed his arms, shrugging his shoulders as he looked at the crowd innocently. When he looked back at me, he nibbled his bottom lip before he spoke. "Would you...be opposed to that?"
I blinked, having not expected that response. He was seriously asking me to marry him? Wasn't it a little too soon for that? I mean, we had only known each other for over a month, and been dating for three weeks now. Surely that wasn't enough time to be thinking about marriage.
But as I continued thinking, I realized that I didn't really mind. I loved Asurah, adored him. I was blessed with the mornings I woke up and saw his serene face, those long lashes resting against those pale cheeks. And to wake up to that every single day for as long as I lived? I cherished the very thought. And I realized...I did want to marry him. I wanted to make it official. More so than just being boyfriends. I wanted to be his husband. And sure, maybe this was too fast, especially only three weeks of dating...but I had never felt this way with anyone. I never loved anyone as much as I did Asurah.
I stared at him, a grin on my face as I searched his features. "Are you sure you want to do this so soon? I mean, I'm totally ok with it if you are. I love you Asurah, I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with you."
Asurah blushed crimson red, smiling shyly. "Were I not so open to it now...I would have told you no. But...you showed me a side of myself I didn't think I had. I...I do want to marry you. But, maybe a little more in the future. If...if you'll have me."
I grinned, pulling him towards me by his waist, giving him a passionate kiss on the lips that had him sighing contently, his arms wrapped around me. I would wait one thousand years until he was ready. I loved him that much. When I pulled away, his lips were swollen and his skin flushed. I smiled at him, this time giving him a small peck on his lips. "I will happily have you. And I am alright with waiting a little bit longer until you are ready. Now, let's get festive, Your Highness."