Ron rested his chin on Harry's head and just held him - his boyfriend. He smiled, and blinked a few times - he was not about to cry, dammit. "I want you to be more than my boyfriend, Harry. You and me - I want to be with you always. I'd rather just hold you like this than have sex with ten other guys." He pulled away and looked Harry in the eye - and, unable to resist, kissed him quickly. Ron stroked Harry's cheek and marveled at how soft the skin was. "I just want to kiss you and hold you and-- and just be with you, like this. I want to sleep in your bed at night and fix your tea for you the way you like it in the morning. I want to.. to.. buy a house with you. And be with you. And we can take it slowly, because we have all the time in the world for things to be perfect."
His ears turned red as he realized what a grand speech that just was. "And also, you're the only person I'd make a speech like that for."