[His gaze never left Jack's face because it was what was far more important than shaking hands or shaky voices. The intention in his eyes was what spoke the most, and Eugene didn't want to miss a second of it. To find that anyone would be excited to be his, or to receive this from him was... more than any pre-arrangements could have thrown his way.]

You know what it means, dummy. Don't make me explain it!

[It was much more than that, he knew Jack knew that much. It was a promise of a lifetime, of partnership to endure the good, the bad, the boring... the trying. He turned the band over to Jack-- a simple golden band that could be fashioned into something more fitting for Jack's tastes. He had taken special pains to make certain it was the proper size, though... which had earned him a few jabs about his "lady-love" when buying it.]

Are you gonna put it on or what? Make me sit here in anticipation? Rude, Jack...