Promises
Ahhhhh! Day 11 already? And also omg I’m writing this in February now! Where did my writing time goooooo? For @14daysdalovers celebration! Also technically this is a continuation from the Satinalia prompts where Morgan kissed Cullen under the mistletoe, and Cullen alluded to a proposal that night. And then during a celebration they both snuck away to the tower…
Prompt: Promises Pairing: Morgan Walker/Cullen Rutherford Summary: Cullen proposes to Morgan and promises to be his forever
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“That’s a fox. A white fox.” Morgan said flatly. “In the tower.”
Cullen blushed. “Yes, er… he got in through the hole in the roof. Had a broken leg. I nursed him back to health, with Cole’s assistance and… well, he seems to like it here.”
“You have a way with animals, don’t you?” Morgan grinned.
“Don’t shapeshift to make that joke work.”
“Awww, shucks.” Morgan snickered. The white fox gave a huff before moving to a small basket that Cullen had set up, allowing the little creature to descend into the office level of the tower. “We really have to fix this tower.”
“I… I like the animals getting to come in. And getting to see the stars and feel the morning sun.”
Morgan chuckled. “In my world, we have these marvelous things called skylights.”
Cullen rolled his eyes playfully. They had had this teasing discussion before.
“So… I was promised mistletoe.” Morgan had intended to tease, but when he turned around Cullen was holding up a little sprig of the plant with a soft grin. Morgan moved close, kissing the taller man.
Cullen smirked, the scar on his lip twitching. “I think I rather like this tradition of yours. But you’re waiting for me to ask you a question, as I recall.”
Morgan chuckled, leaning back, allowing Cullen to wrap his arms around him and lightly hold him close. “Must have slipped my mind.”
“Allow me to jog your memory.” Cullen said softly. “Morgan Walker, hero of my heart…will you grant me an honor I do not deserve and become my husband?”
Morgan had been expecting it. He had wanted it. But still his mouth dropped open in delight and shock. “I… I, yes! Yes, you idiot, of course!”
Cullen’s smile grew before Morgan kissed him again. And again.
“I promise, Morgan, when the time comes and this Inquisition is over, I shall endeavor to love you as no man has been loved before. I shall be your knight, your sword, your shield, and your blanket when nights get cold. You are my sun and stars and my light.”
Morgan chuckled. “I don’t have a whole speech prepared, but I love you all the same. I’m yours, however long you want me. Promise.”
“How does forever sound?”
“Just fine, Cullen. Just fine.”
