Yuri stared at JJ as he knelt down on their living room floor and produced a silver ring. This couldn’t be happening.
“Yuri Plisetsky, you’re the love of my life. Will you marry me?”
He groaned and massaged his temples. JJ looked concerned, but remained still.
“Ugh, you asshole.” Yuri reached in his pocket and showed JJ a gold band.
JJ’s eyes widened and he stood, throwing his arms around Yuri.
They broke apart and JJ slid the ring on Yuri’s finger. Yuri gave JJ a sly expression as he put his ring on JJ.
“At least I got gold.”