For their first wedding anniversary, Phasma promised Techie something really special. Of course he had no idea what it could be; she made sure of that! So he’d been cleaning his saxophone early that morning when, out of nowhere, he hears a familiar sound in the distance:
“Oooh, my heart’s on fire, with sweet desire, for romance…”
Techie’s heart leaps into his throat. Phasma is singing to him! But where is her voice coming from? He strains to hear, yet the wind proves tricky.Â
Despite not being a singer, Techie gets an idea and sings his reply to her in a clear, loud voice:
“I’m here, beloved, but where must I go?”
(It’s a good thing he doesn’t write any songs for the band.)
She sings a simple note and holds it for an astoundingly long time until Techie manages to locate where it’s coming from and pulls her into a hug. “If you wanted me to come see you, you sh-should have just asked,” Techie smiles, and peppers her face with kisses.
Phasma lets out a relieved sigh, and holds Techie close to her. “Sweetheart, I’m glad you made it. I’m so excited for this evening, I can’t stand it!” She punctuated it with a kiss on his cheek, watching his freckled nose scrunch up adorably.
“This is the night we’ve been waiting for, love. At last, Ren and Armitage would not just be the only ones to have a duet. And darling,” she said, kissing him sweetly, “you’ll play the best out of all of them. I know this.”
He’s probably not as excited about the actual concert as Lenina is. Techie is much more interested in receiving her praise and fond touches, so while she enthusiastically chatters about their duet, he let’s his mind wonder until he sees an image with perfect clarity:
The two of them onstage, the duet has ended. They’re both red-cheeked and sweating. Techie drops to his knees and recreates his proposal; this time around with a necklace. She’ll love it!
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