"Oh well, guess I need to find a good photographer and printing service. Any poses you want in particular? I'm willing to get some costumes," he teases, smirking but now he knows he's going to do this.

He looks so fucking proud and excited. "I am, and I have it all and I have you and..." His eyes get bright with tears. "Sometimes I can't believe this is real, Michael. How is this real?"

He's just almost shaking. "I'm on a stage at a festival and one day? One day maybe I'll headline one of those stages," he says softly. Because he's got to keep having goals. Wedding. Another album. Headline.