"After you and your things," she points out before peppering his face with kisses.
Her arms tighten around him, kissing the spot where his neck meets his shoulder before her head settles against him. Their escape from Piaget felt like a lifetime ago. She recalls too keenly what it was like getting over the nightmares to believe that terror is gone completely, for either of them, but for now, she's the happiest she can remember being.
"Tell me what you want for our wedding. I want small, but I want a nice dress and lots of flowers, and you."
"Mmm well I have been your possession for quite a long time now. I suppose I should hide the earrings I actually want to keep though, hmm?" he asks, smiling into all the gentle kisses on his face. If not for how they got here, this would be a perfect day.
And something about her settling so cozily into his hold, the water easing their aches and shutting out the world as she asks for thoughts of their future, feels almost surreal. "You will have all those things," he promises, tucking his head against hers and settlings his arms around her, fingers trailing on her arm.
"I want music, and somewhere outdoors, and a good meal, and afterwards I want to take you on a trip far away from here and kiss you even more than I usually do." He turns to press his lips to her hair. "But so long as you're there, I'll be satisfied. Assuming I look nice."
"Why hide them? If you're keeping me forever it's not like they're going to go anywhere," Aerith teases in a murmur as she kisses the bridge of his nose.
This has been one of the hardest days they've faced together, but Aerith feels sure they can weather it. They have each other, after all, and even though being apart was never something she considered, the thought of getting married brings the notion of sharing the future with Balthier to the forefront of her thoughts.
"I want all those things, and to dance with you. And you will always be the most beautiful person I've ever seen."
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Her arms tighten around him, kissing the spot where his neck meets his shoulder before her head settles against him. Their escape from Piaget felt like a lifetime ago. She recalls too keenly what it was like getting over the nightmares to believe that terror is gone completely, for either of them, but for now, she's the happiest she can remember being.
"Tell me what you want for our wedding. I want small, but I want a nice dress and lots of flowers, and you."
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And something about her settling so cozily into his hold, the water easing their aches and shutting out the world as she asks for thoughts of their future, feels almost surreal. "You will have all those things," he promises, tucking his head against hers and settlings his arms around her, fingers trailing on her arm.
"I want music, and somewhere outdoors, and a good meal, and afterwards I want to take you on a trip far away from here and kiss you even more than I usually do." He turns to press his lips to her hair. "But so long as you're there, I'll be satisfied. Assuming I look nice."
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This has been one of the hardest days they've faced together, but Aerith feels sure they can weather it. They have each other, after all, and even though being apart was never something she considered, the thought of getting married brings the notion of sharing the future with Balthier to the forefront of her thoughts.
"I want all those things, and to dance with you. And you will always be the most beautiful person I've ever seen."