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AN: I have no beta, and all mistakes are mine. This is an entry for the "Different Genres" competition in the "Romance" category on HPFC. It is post-DH and AU in that it establishes a committed relationship between Percy Weasley and Kingsley Shacklebolt. There's mostly dialogue in the second part, but it should be clear who is speaking.
Percy thought that of all the stages of making love, the cuddling and talking part at the end was what he liked best. It was the only time that Percy could pretend that he did not have to share Kingsley with the rest of the country. It was the only time that they could just be two ordinary men in love.
Today was Valentine's Day, and tonight Kingsley was in a talkative mood. Percy was rather amused that his fiancée felt the need to be apologetic. All the same, it was almost unbearably cute to see his partner so flustered.
True, there had been no flowers or chocolates today. But there had been an engagement ring, a ball, and an assurance that their impending marriage would be the talk of the country tomorrow. That was more than enough for Percy.
Still, he wasn't going to object to Kingsley's attempt at an apology.
"I don't know the first thing about being romantic, Percy. Being an auror never leant itself to learning that."
"I wouldn't expect it to, Kingsley. Since I have no idea how to be romantic myself, I will be unlikely to hold it against you."
"That means there will be no flowers on your desk in the morning."
"Dead flowers are not on my list of favorite things."
"I won't get you chocolates."
"I'm allergic to chocolate anyway."
"There will be no sentimental cards."
"That will mean less clutter in our home."
"There will be no grand romantic gestures of any kind."
"Rita Skeeter will have less material with which to embarrass us."
"I will not ask your parents for permission to marry you."
"Seeing as how we are both of age, I would hardly expect it of you."
"I will not open our wedding to the public."
"That would be an absolute nightmare. I'd much prefer a small, private ceremony."
"I'm afraid that denies you quite a bit."
"Kingsley, I'm lying here with your arms around me. Tonight at the Ministry Ball, you danced with me in front of the elite of wizarding Britain. And you made sure that Rita Skeeter got a good look at our engagement rings."
"That was an accident."
"You lie poorly."
"I'm afraid that it will be all over the paper tomorrow."
"And of course, that was exactly what you wanted."
"Am I that transparent?"
"Yes. But I love you anyway."
"And I love you."
"That's enough for you, Percy?"
"Kingsley, it's most definitely enough."