Ronan watches Kylo's lips form those words, memorizing them so that he can conjure them later and hear it again and again. It's not the first time Kylo has asked to marry him. It's only the first time he's done it here, of his own volition. It's the first time those words have been spoken outside of a dream. Nothing about it is like Ronan imagined, which makes it perfect, because it's true.

"Of course I will."

He hasn't worked out what that will look like, either. It won't be the sort of wedding he was taught to expect. No priest, no sacred vows, no promise of a child. For the longest time, Ronan believed his marriage wouldn't be real until God recognized it. But God has never recognized him. And the promise Ronan wants to make isn't to God, but to the man he loves. The man he will love forever.

His hand lifts away, fingers splaying so that Kylo can slip the ring on.