The exhaustion Arthur felt after a day out shopping in a busy, unfamiliar town was a unique one.  The streets of London were larger than what he was used to, and busier, and by the time they neared the end of the day, hunger pangs wracked through Arthur's body without mercy.

Another reason for him to look forward to dinner.

What did not help was the weight in Arthur's back pocket.  A short outing, independent of Malachi, had the doctor spending most of the money he'd brought out with him.  But it was well worth it, he was certain.

He just hoped the ring would fit Malachi's finger.

Back in their room, he was careful not to take out the piece of jewelry for fear of ruining the surprise of it, instead busying himself with removing his day jacket and replacing it with the cleaner of the two vests he'd packed.  Malachi's words brought his attention to his lover, and his question was met with a small smile.

"I would love to," he said, stepping closer to Malachi to press a kiss to his cheek.  All day long, he's rarely had the opportunity to do so.  "Where are we going?"