Primeval fic: Traditional forms of address
Title: Traditional forms of address
Word count: 100
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Becker/Connor
Written for P100 challenge 345: Comfort and joy
AN: AU Becker/Connor Regency romance of many clichés, bad history and assorted unlikely shenanigans. Becker and Connor are finally together. Continues from here.
No nutritional value.
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Becker woke alone and for a moment was overwhelmed by a sense of loss. Then he became more aware and realised Connor was by the window watching the snow falling.
“Come back to bed, you’ll get cold,” he said.
“In a moment. It’s beautiful outside.”
Becker rose, a little reluctantly, and joined his lover. It did look lovely.
“No regrets?” he asked, slipping his arms around Connor’s waist.
“None,” replied Connor leaning into Becker.
“So we can marry?”
“That’s not a proper proposal.” Connor pouted.
Becker rolled his eyes.
Connor dropped to one knee. “Hilary Becker, will you marry me?”
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