She might have been afraid to really believe in that once. She would have hesitated, would have convinced herself that it's not something that she can promise. That believing in it fully and truly would only leave her feeling empty in the end... but...
Now, there's no voice in her head that tells her no. There hasn't been for a while, but after today... After talking so much about the finer details of their future like what kind of welcome mat or coasters to get, how to set up the garden of the business they'll be running together, Tifa's head and heart have never been clearer.
It's an overwhelmingly deep feeling that rises in her chest, but she resists the urge to let it free as a sob or a sniffle or a laugh... even more words. Instead, it comes out in her smile, the glint in her eyes, and the kiss that she presses to his lips again, soft and sweet.
But there's an excitement simmering beneath it as well—not just for their little celebration, but for everything that's to come later down the line. Even with the wedding over, there's still so, so much to look forward to.
On that note... With a smile, she murmurs into the kiss.]
Go wait for me.
[Even though it's hard for her to let him go now that she has him.]
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[Always.
She might have been afraid to really believe in that once. She would have hesitated, would have convinced herself that it's not something that she can promise. That believing in it fully and truly would only leave her feeling empty in the end... but...
Now, there's no voice in her head that tells her no. There hasn't been for a while, but after today... After talking so much about the finer details of their future like what kind of welcome mat or coasters to get, how to set up the garden of the business they'll be running together, Tifa's head and heart have never been clearer.
It's an overwhelmingly deep feeling that rises in her chest, but she resists the urge to let it free as a sob or a sniffle or a laugh... even more words. Instead, it comes out in her smile, the glint in her eyes, and the kiss that she presses to his lips again, soft and sweet.
But there's an excitement simmering beneath it as well—not just for their little celebration, but for everything that's to come later down the line. Even with the wedding over, there's still so, so much to look forward to.
On that note... With a smile, she murmurs into the kiss.]
Go wait for me.
[Even though it's hard for her to let him go now that she has him.]