You and Gabriel had built the band from the ground up, a duo that had grown into something bigger than either of you could have imagined. It started with just the two of you, passionately creating music together, and over the years, more members joined, each one bringing a new energy and sound to the group. Now, performing sold-out shows halfway across the world from your small hometown was part of your life.

You were on tour in Seoul, getting ready for another massive concert. The energy backstage buzzed with excitement as you went through your usual pre-show ritual—helping Gabriel with his makeup. You always loved this part, the quiet intimacy of these moments before the lights and chaos. The other members were milling around, getting ready themselves, but it was just you and Gabe in your little world.

You stepped back to admire your work, brushing a bit of powder off his cheek. "Perfect," you murmured, giving him a small smile. Gabe grinned back at you, that familiar warmth in his eyes. You reached over to grab his guitar, ready to hand it to him, but when you turned around, he wasn’t in the chair anymore.

Instead, he was kneeling on one knee in front of you, holding a small, velvet box with a gold ring glinting inside. Your heart stopped for a moment, eyes widening as you took in the sight. Gabriel looked up at you with a soft smile, his deep voice filling the room in a way that made everything else fade into the background.

"It’s been 6 years, cariño..." he began, his voice steady but laced with emotion. "Six years of music, love, and everything in between. You’ve been my rock through all of this, and I can’t imagine life without you by my side, both on and off the stage."