Chronicle:Lovers till the end

The homeland was never this cold, snow was constantly falling everywhere. White powdery blankets covered roads, buildings, and rubbish bins and Ling had to stand in it all for 8 hours a day. All she had from the cold was 15-minute breaks every 2 hours and a 1-hour lunch break in the middle. All her life she grew up in a climate of grey humid concrete, now she was nearest to the north pole she had ever been in her life. When she was deployed to the demilitarized zone it had snow but it didn't feel like the cold was trying to stab her.

Ling wore layers of clothes, more than what the locals wear normally. At least it all had a silver lining as people couldn't tell she was Fengese as northwesternites don't like her kind in this nation she now called home, heck people couldn't tell she was a girl just by sight alone. Only her voice could give that away.

It just felt so strange, alien to be exact. Life in the Union State is more peaceful and calmer than the ruthless Fengese one she was used to. Her job was just to guard the biggest bank in Stillwater as part of a security company yet there has been nothing out of the ordinary so far. Maybe that's why she was issued an old gun, a military surplus U5A3 Battle rifle with 3 10-round magazines, and a taser because no one had tried to stir up trouble so far. From day to dark she would stand outside the bank until her time was over.

But it would be all worth it, she would return home to her lover almost immediately in her arms. He was why she was here, every day she would return home for a delicious home-cooked dinner and of course the normal couple things like a 3 am pegging session. Sometimes he would be out though, after all, he was a police officer but part of the administrative staff that dealt with records and filings instead of being out in the field. In that case, he left a meal that just needed to be heated in the fridge for her.

She was conflicted inside, up until meeting him she was nihilistic. Ling didn't give a shit about what life meant before she just accepted she was on this plain of existence for no reason. But for the first time in her life, she felt like she had meaning in her life, he gave her meaning.

Despite her undying love for him, the 2 still have differences. They were practically from different worlds, Ling still practiced infernalism while he was a follower of Rejuvenated Kaurisem and the 2 had different ideals. But something about him made her love him no matter what despite the hatred between the Fengese and northwesternite peoples that occurred normally. Probably because he's the best person she could ask for, she liked being the dominant one and she was. He would follow all her commands and let her do anything to him as she pleased. She couldn't live without him, he couldn't live without her.

The day was over and it was time to return home. Ling returned all her gear that belonged to the security company she worked for and grabbed her stuff from the locker room. Her home was near, just a 30-minute walk through the snowy streets of Stillwater. Nights in this part of the world get extremely cold, as the sun's bleaching light faded away and darkness consumed the city, temperatures dipped well below -10 degrees. It was winter after all.

Ling arrived at an apartment, it was shaped like a zippo lighter with its tall perfectly rectangular shape colored beige and brown. The words 'Bickson Residences' were above the main entrance in bright silver illuminated by lights mounted at the bottom facing upwards. The cold was getting worse, if it felt like it was stabbing her before it now was doing it 10 times over with a triangular bayonet. Great, she might have frostbite now. But the inside of the building provided respite from the cold.

Entering through the doors she is met with the comfort of warmth, a nice temperate 24-degree environment met her. Finally, she could begin removing her jacket, she did so in the lift traveling to her floor.

At the door of her home, she could hear music coming from even outside though it was soft. It was an old song, one from the 1970s sung by an old Barenian singer that had long since perished, and the song her lover had sung to her before. 'Click' the lock went as she stuck her house key inside it before turning. It was dark inside, warm lights illuminating the area near the window and kitchen. Oddly enough there was no sound coming from the kitchen like there usually would be.

"Supriseee!!!" A voice came from behind, a pair of arms wrapped around Ling grabbing the area below her breasts. Thinking it might have been someone who broke in she immediately threw the person over her and onto the ground, one hand around his neck and another in a fist ready to punch them. "K-kinky..." the person said between coughs struggling to breathe, Ling realized who it was and immediately let go looking away in embarrassment. "Dylan...you can't do that!" She shouted at him closing the open door behind them.

"I'm sorry babe..." Dylan gets up from the ground sticking 1 hand in his pocket feeling for something and the other to scratch the back of his head. "now come over here!" Ling opens her arms ready to receive him in his arms, he obliges letting her smother him in physical affection. "Honey...can I tell you something?" he looks up at her, making eye contact.

"Hm?" Releasing him from her grasp, Dylan holds her hand and leads her to the middle of the living room. He turns on the lights, dozens and dozens of photos strung together around their living room. All were precious memories shared between the 2, from when they met to when Ling came to the Union State. "W-whats all this?" Ling didn't know what to say or think, why was he doing all this? All while the song was still playing, in fact, it was hitting its climax. This was all definitely planned, but planned for what? What was Dylan's plan?

'''"Ling...your the love of my life...I don't care what everyone else says..."

Strangers in the night exchanging glances Wondering in the night What were the chances we'd be sharing love Before the night was through

"Remember this song?" Dylan held both her hands with his, the 2 still standing together in their living room. "Yea...you sang it to be on that hill back when we were on that hill in Blausland with your guitar..." A deep red blush was beginning to form on Ling's face, rouge theories were rapidly forming in her mind wondering what was the endgame to all this.

''Something in your eyes was so inviting ''Something in your smile was so exciting ''Something in my heart ''Told me I must have you

'''"That was 5 years ago, we've been living together for 2 years now...all these photos. Our memories together are engraved in our minds forever...I love you so much...enough to do this..." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small leather brown box, with silver hinges on one of the sides.

''Strangers in the night, two lonely people ''We were strangers in the night ''Up to the moment ''When we said our first hello ''Little did we know ''Love was just a glance away ''A warm embracing dance away and

"W-wait what...?" Ling was stunned, something she had fantasized about for a very long time was going to happen right now and right here. She had to be dreaming, as she watched her lover get on 1 knee she covered her mouth in disbelief.

''Ever since that night we've been together ''Lovers at first sight, in love forever ''It turned out so right ''For strangers in the night...

He opens the box, inside is white cushioning holding a beautiful diamond ring upright. "I know I've been the best boyfriend I could ever be so I will try to be the best husband I can be...will you marry me Ling?" Ling jumps up and down repeatedly screaming yes repeatedly smiling ear to ear. Dylan takes the ring and slides it onto her ring finger. The 2 embrace tightly kissing each other deeply.

"FOR FUCKING KAURISS SAKE ITS 7.30 PM!!! STOP JUMPING OR IM GOING TO CALL THE DAMN COPS ON YOU!!!!! SOME PEOPLE WANT TO WATCH FAMILY MAN IN PEACE!!!!!" Their moment was cut short by a voice shouting from the man living in the unit below them. The 2 stop and begin laughing falling onto the sofa together.

"This was what you were planning all along?~" both of them continue to hold each other in their arms looking into each other's eyes. "I wanted to make it special..." she kisses his forehead ruffling his hair.

"But how will we get married? We're from different religions and cultures..." The thought crystalized in Lings mind wiping away her smile, Dylan hadn't figured that out yet but he knew what the answer was. "I'll find a way, I don't care what I have to do I will find a goddamn way to marry you. I will be your husband no matter what." The smile returns to her face, she had complete trust that he would find a way for both of them to marry.

"Heh...well now that your my fiancee..." A smirk forms on her face, Dylan gulps and looks away blushing knowing what's going to happen next.

4.46 am...that was the time Ling saw when she looked at the clock after finishing with her fiancee. He lay next to her, stomach side facing down next to her fast asleep. She was still breathing heavily after the events of the night but wasn't exactly tired yet. The excitement still kept her awake and thus she was staring blankly at her surroundings. Ling picks up a photo on the bedstand, it was of them together sitting on the back of an Avalonian APC in Blausland.

Oh how did it end up like this...