[Hearing her voice it also sends a strange flutter of heat through his chest and just quietly hums in agreement.]
...Mm.
[And he looks at her. Looks into her deep red eyes and sees his reflection them. But not just his reflection—a reflection of a life, a future he never would have dreamed of right now. A future...he really wanted. He really never would have imagined he would fall so fast and hard towards someone, but it happened.
And he doesn't regret it.
Maybe he's being a little uncharacteristically reckless and wishful, but is it really so wrong to go ahead and decide the one he wants to settle down with? To have...some kind of family with? To enjoy the time they have when it could be years, months, weeks, days? He's certain if anyone from back home saw him now they would wonder what the hell happened to him and if he hadn't been replaced with someone else. And he honestly wouldn't blame them as he sometimes wonders that as well. But isn't that just a testament of his own growth and change?
And she helped it along. Helped give him that peace and quiet, helped pour in that light and love back into his heart. So many people helped open the doors, but it ws Tifa who filled in that missing piece.
Slowly his palm cups her cheek, gently caressing her as he first kisses her sweetly before deepening it further.
Marriage... The idea would have been a joke to him before, but now...]
...Tifa... [His voice is a soft, low murmur as his lips brush against hers, tongue lightly tasting her lower lip before he smirks a bit.] ...Should I start calling you my wife? [Teeth tug at her lips as he presses closer to her.] Or would you prefer my "mate"?
[A strange wave of emotions ripple through him as he voices the word—the idea aloud. As if giving it more and more of a body, of making it all...real and not just a secret fantasy or dream they both have been shying away from. It is still foreign and strange in a sense, yet there is also an exhilaration to it as well.]
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...Mm.
[And he looks at her. Looks into her deep red eyes and sees his reflection them. But not just his reflection—a reflection of a life, a future he never would have dreamed of right now. A future...he really wanted. He really never would have imagined he would fall so fast and hard towards someone, but it happened.
And he doesn't regret it.
Maybe he's being a little uncharacteristically reckless and wishful, but is it really so wrong to go ahead and decide the one he wants to settle down with? To have...some kind of family with? To enjoy the time they have when it could be years, months, weeks, days? He's certain if anyone from back home saw him now they would wonder what the hell happened to him and if he hadn't been replaced with someone else. And he honestly wouldn't blame them as he sometimes wonders that as well. But isn't that just a testament of his own growth and change?
And she helped it along. Helped give him that peace and quiet, helped pour in that light and love back into his heart. So many people helped open the doors, but it ws Tifa who filled in that missing piece.
Slowly his palm cups her cheek, gently caressing her as he first kisses her sweetly before deepening it further.
Marriage... The idea would have been a joke to him before, but now...]
...Tifa... [His voice is a soft, low murmur as his lips brush against hers, tongue lightly tasting her lower lip before he smirks a bit.] ...Should I start calling you my wife? [Teeth tug at her lips as he presses closer to her.] Or would you prefer my "mate"?
[A strange wave of emotions ripple through him as he voices the word—the idea aloud. As if giving it more and more of a body, of making it all...real and not just a secret fantasy or dream they both have been shying away from. It is still foreign and strange in a sense, yet there is also an exhilaration to it as well.]