Christmas, Arbor Day..."
"What? I have T-shirts, don't I?"
"Sure. Plain black, plain blue, and plain dark gray." He grabbed one of the black ones and put it on. He was stretching it a bit, but not a whole lot. "Boring, DJ."
"Like I could tell." DJ chuckled and winked. "I have Marlena keep them easy and organized."
"I'll get you some from the team to start with and build your collection from there." He ran his fingers through his hair. "You ready to go? Do we need to feed Walter first or anything?"
"He eats at night. I just need to harness him up." Danny's closet was just as meticulous as the drawers.
"Should I know how to do it?"
Danny stopped, stared toward him. "You want to?"
"Why wouldn't I?" He was with DJ now, wasn't he? He needed to learn shit like that, and probably tons more besides.
"That's really neat. No one's ever asked before."
Oh. Cool. He was glad to be special. At the same time, it made him want to growl a little. What kind of jerks had DJ been dating that they didn't care to learn how to be a part of his life?
"So show me."
"Okay. Okay, sure. He knows he's at work when he has his halter on..."
Danny kept talking as they headed into the main room and Ryan stopped, grinned. It was going to be okay.
It was.
He'd trusted in his heart and it was going to work out.
Epilogue
So, the arena was loud. Really loud. DJ was incredibly grateful Marlena had agreed to sit with him--he'd put Ry off as long as he could, but they'd been together eight months. Hell, they'd been living together for two and Ryan was just insistent that he show up tonight.
So, here they were. Him, Marlena, and Walter.
"Are we doing well?"
"I think so." Marlena was the least... sporty person DJ knew. "All the players left the field, it might be over... No, wait halftime."
"Oh, cool. Ryan said he'd be up here for that, maybe."
There was a roar and then the crowd quietened down.
"There's a couple people in the middle of the field. I don't know why."
"That's the head coach," the guy on the other side of Marlene informed them.
Anything else was drowned out by the loudspeaker. "Hey, Cyclones fans. We're having a good game so far!"
The fans screamed their agreement.
"I want to introduce you to one of our magicians here who makes sure the guys are in top physical shape. Ryan Coulter. He's got a question for someone in the audience."
Oh! Oh, that was his baby! DJ leaned over, whispered to Marlena. "Is he gorgeous?"
She laughed and patted his hand. "Not as cute as you, honey."
"Flatterer." Marlena had taken to Ryan easily, once the whole "don't mess with a blind man's stuff" situation had been fixed.
Her chuckle was drowned out by Ryan's voice.
"Thanks, Bert. So, there's someone very special in the audience today." Ry's voice sounded a bit strange over the loudspeaker, but it was still his baby. "DJ, I told them where you were sitting and they said they'd get you up on the Jumbotron so I can see your answer."
"Oh, my God! We're on the big TV!" Marlena squealed.
"What? What's going on? Ry?"
The crowd suddenly shouted and Marlena grabbed his arm. "He's on one knee."
"Oh, my God." His heart stopped a little.
"Daniel James Delout. I love you with all my heart and I want to spend the rest of our lives together. Will you marry me?"
The crowd was quiet and DJ stopped, stood, eyes so wide behind his dark glasses that they hurt at the corners. "Oh, Ryan. Yes. God, yes. Please."
The screams of applause were so big they were almost painful.
Marlena, still clutching his arm, spoke right into his ear. "He's coming up the stairs, honey."
"Oh. Okay. Okay, good. Hold Walter?"
"You got it, honey. I'll take pictures."
Like he cared about that.
Suddenly Ryan was there, hands on his arms. "You did say yes, right?"
"I did say yes, right. I meant it, too."
"Thank God." Ry's mouth covered his.
DJ pushed into the familiar, welcoming embrace, the sound of the crowd disappearing. They kissed until he was breathless and then Ry
"What? I have T-shirts, don't I?"
"Sure. Plain black, plain blue, and plain dark gray." He grabbed one of the black ones and put it on. He was stretching it a bit, but not a whole lot. "Boring, DJ."
"Like I could tell." DJ chuckled and winked. "I have Marlena keep them easy and organized."
"I'll get you some from the team to start with and build your collection from there." He ran his fingers through his hair. "You ready to go? Do we need to feed Walter first or anything?"
"He eats at night. I just need to harness him up." Danny's closet was just as meticulous as the drawers.
"Should I know how to do it?"
Danny stopped, stared toward him. "You want to?"
"Why wouldn't I?" He was with DJ now, wasn't he? He needed to learn shit like that, and probably tons more besides.
"That's really neat. No one's ever asked before."
Oh. Cool. He was glad to be special. At the same time, it made him want to growl a little. What kind of jerks had DJ been dating that they didn't care to learn how to be a part of his life?
"So show me."
"Okay. Okay, sure. He knows he's at work when he has his halter on..."
Danny kept talking as they headed into the main room and Ryan stopped, grinned. It was going to be okay.
It was.
He'd trusted in his heart and it was going to work out.
Epilogue
So, the arena was loud. Really loud. DJ was incredibly grateful Marlena had agreed to sit with him--he'd put Ry off as long as he could, but they'd been together eight months. Hell, they'd been living together for two and Ryan was just insistent that he show up tonight.
So, here they were. Him, Marlena, and Walter.
"Are we doing well?"
"I think so." Marlena was the least... sporty person DJ knew. "All the players left the field, it might be over... No, wait halftime."
"Oh, cool. Ryan said he'd be up here for that, maybe."
There was a roar and then the crowd quietened down.
"There's a couple people in the middle of the field. I don't know why."
"That's the head coach," the guy on the other side of Marlene informed them.
Anything else was drowned out by the loudspeaker. "Hey, Cyclones fans. We're having a good game so far!"
The fans screamed their agreement.
"I want to introduce you to one of our magicians here who makes sure the guys are in top physical shape. Ryan Coulter. He's got a question for someone in the audience."
Oh! Oh, that was his baby! DJ leaned over, whispered to Marlena. "Is he gorgeous?"
She laughed and patted his hand. "Not as cute as you, honey."
"Flatterer." Marlena had taken to Ryan easily, once the whole "don't mess with a blind man's stuff" situation had been fixed.
Her chuckle was drowned out by Ryan's voice.
"Thanks, Bert. So, there's someone very special in the audience today." Ry's voice sounded a bit strange over the loudspeaker, but it was still his baby. "DJ, I told them where you were sitting and they said they'd get you up on the Jumbotron so I can see your answer."
"Oh, my God! We're on the big TV!" Marlena squealed.
"What? What's going on? Ry?"
The crowd suddenly shouted and Marlena grabbed his arm. "He's on one knee."
"Oh, my God." His heart stopped a little.
"Daniel James Delout. I love you with all my heart and I want to spend the rest of our lives together. Will you marry me?"
The crowd was quiet and DJ stopped, stood, eyes so wide behind his dark glasses that they hurt at the corners. "Oh, Ryan. Yes. God, yes. Please."
The screams of applause were so big they were almost painful.
Marlena, still clutching his arm, spoke right into his ear. "He's coming up the stairs, honey."
"Oh. Okay. Okay, good. Hold Walter?"
"You got it, honey. I'll take pictures."
Like he cared about that.
Suddenly Ryan was there, hands on his arms. "You did say yes, right?"
"I did say yes, right. I meant it, too."
"Thank God." Ry's mouth covered his.
DJ pushed into the familiar, welcoming embrace, the sound of the crowd disappearing. They kissed until he was breathless and then Ry
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