"You're mine," Ganymede laughed, voice thick but happy, and overwhelmed with emotion. He didn't need all the flowers, the people, the fancy clothes just to say something he and Ashley both felt: that they were right for each other. That he didn't even feel like he was falling, but like he'd known Ash for decades, and had just woken up to the realization that he loved him.

"You're my everything, Ashley. I wouldn't--" he didn't bother to finish the sentence, only squeezing his lover tight as they drove. He was going to say he wouldn't keep going if Ashley left him, he wouldn't find another person that made him feel alive and young and worthwhile like this, but he didn't want to tread into that subject so easily. "I love you, Ash. For as long as you'll let me."