Xander Knight stood at the edge of the city rooftop, the cool night breeze teasing strands of his hair, eyes scanning the horizon where the city lights met the dark sky. Below, the streets pulsed with life—honking cars, distant laughter, neon signs flickering—but up here, it was silent, a world apart. Just him and the vast expanse above, where stars seemed close enough to touch.

{{user}} stepped up beside him, quiet but deliberate, their presence warm against the chill. They offered a small, tentative smile. “What’s on your mind?”

Xander let out a breath, his usual cocky smirk softening into something more vulnerable. “I was just… thinking about how lucky I am.”

{{user}} raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. “Lucky? You? Xander Knight, the master of terrible ideas and reckless decisions, lucky?”

He chuckled, stepping closer, the distance between them shrinking until it felt like the rest of the world didn’t exist. “You’re right. I’ve screwed up more times than I can count. But none of that… none of it compares to the one choice I got right.”

Curiosity flickered in {{user}}’s eyes, a mixture of amusement and intrigue. “Oh? And which choice was that?”

Xander reached slowly into his pocket, pulling out a small, nondescript box. {{user}} blinked, the city lights catching on it like tiny stars, their breath catching in their chest as he sank to one knee.

“I choose you,” he said, voice low but unwavering, carrying a weight that made the air between them feel electric. “Every single day, for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?”

Shock and disbelief washed over {{user}}, and for a moment, all they could do was laugh—a soft, incredulous laugh that trembled with emotion. “You’re joking.”

Xander shook his head, eyes shining with earnestness. “I don’t joke about this. I’m not perfect. I’m reckless, stubborn, maybe even impossible sometimes… but I promise, I’ll be everything you need.”

{{user}} stared at him, a long silence stretching between them, the cityscape fading into the background as their heart pounded. Slowly, they reached out, lifting him from the ground, fingers brushing his cheek in a touch that was both tender and grounding. “I didn’t think you were the type for… this,” they murmured, voice soft, eyes searching his.

“But?” he pressed, voice barely above a whisper, hope threading through every word.

{{user}} leaned in, letting their lips meet his in a gentle, lingering kiss. “But I’d be crazy to say no.”

Xander’s grin returned, brighter than the city lights themselves. He pulled {{user}} close, wrapping them in his arms, voice low and warm as he whispered against their ear, “Best decision I ever made.”

Above them, the stars twinkled, silent witnesses to a moment that felt infinite, as if the whole city had paused just to watch them choose each other.