He hums contentedly as she relaxes in his hold. His won worry starts to settle as her usual humor surfaces, pulling a matching laugh from him before she's kissing him. He squeezes her, a smile curling across his lips.
"Oh? And what if I skip the titles entirely? Call you my darling? My Aerith?" It's not that he hasn't said those things while pretending to be her husband, but it feels so bold asking to actually mean it.
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Date: 2023-03-03 11:29 pm (UTC)"Oh? And what if I skip the titles entirely? Call you my darling? My Aerith?" It's not that he hasn't said those things while pretending to be her husband, but it feels so bold asking to actually mean it.