A Race to Melt Hearts

I stared at him. Is he trying to be romantic by proposing in the middle of the road?

I see men in media uniform, trying to move closer to gather more information about this sudden event. He smiled, it was genuine to look at, this man is a good actor indeed. Truly award winning.

I composed myself, trying to pull a stunt that I'm halfway surprised and expecting it. I tried suppressing my tears to have a more emotional appeal, so the show would be entertaining enough. He pull a black box, and slowly open it.

He tried acting as nervous as he could. I tried suppressing a laugh, if I'm one of the bystanders that's slowly hovering us, and witnessing such epic drama, well I might have brought a popcorn along. He held my other than.

"I never thought of getting myself a girlfriend. I have never imagined myself having a serious relationship with anyone, neither would I be proposing. I always tell myself that the chances of me getting married is slim. But right when I met you, things changed.

I love the way you smile. I love the way you open up and share everything with me. I love the way you call me 'mine'. I love the way you make my heart flutter. I love the way you show how much you care for me, even if people see you as someone who's cold and heartless.

They say we are born complete, I'll admit that I'm already happy before you came into my life, my family, my friends and my work make it even happier, but I'll always choose to be with you. Because with you is where I'm happiest.

On this day forward, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Sweetheart, will you be willing to wear my surname and make me the happiest man alive?"

If it's a fairytale where characters engage in a romantic happy ending then kids might be happy. But let me remind myself that this is just an act and it's all for the sake of a business deal.

"I..." He narrowed his eyes at me, like saying he's tired of kneeling. I smiled, might as well let him suffer a little just for fun.