Your past and mine are parallel lines
Soh listened, linking her fingers together at the base of his neck, tilting her head to one side and smiling shyly as he named all of the emotions running through her mind, too. This situation in which they'd found themselves was all of those things: scary, exciting, joyful - and yet it was one that they were adjusting to with surprising ease, given the shock of it all. Maybe Zavien was right, and they were delirious, at least a little bit.
As he flushed slightly beneath her gaze, Soh looked at him fondly, tilting her head to one side with a small smile. Talk of marriage wouldn't scare her off, especially not now, and she was confident in her answer. "I would marry you right here, right now," she told him. "But I don't want to rush into it just because there's a baby to worry about now." She paused, gathering her thoughts. "I want you to ask when the moment is right. I don't want it to feel like something that we're supposed to do. I want it to be everything we deserve and everything we've dreamed of."
Her fingertips traced small circles on the back of his neck. "I love you," she said. "And you love me, and we will love this child, and that's all that really matters." The rest of it - marriage and living arrangements and naming conventions - were just detail.
But they were details that worried Zavien, and so she wouldn't dismiss them so quickly. "Last name is easy," she said. "Yours, unless you have a strong preference against it. So when we do get married, we'll all share the same name." Living arrangements they might have to circle back to - because living apart, at least for a while, had been the plan, but this news changed everything, and Soh wasn't sure where that left her - except that once the baby was born, she would want them to all be together. Of that much, she was sure.
But before they got too in the weeds, there was one more thing she needed to know. "What are you scared of?" she asked gently, wondering if there was something she could do or say to help soothe him the same way he'd soothed her.
As he flushed slightly beneath her gaze, Soh looked at him fondly, tilting her head to one side with a small smile. Talk of marriage wouldn't scare her off, especially not now, and she was confident in her answer. "I would marry you right here, right now," she told him. "But I don't want to rush into it just because there's a baby to worry about now." She paused, gathering her thoughts. "I want you to ask when the moment is right. I don't want it to feel like something that we're supposed to do. I want it to be everything we deserve and everything we've dreamed of."
Her fingertips traced small circles on the back of his neck. "I love you," she said. "And you love me, and we will love this child, and that's all that really matters." The rest of it - marriage and living arrangements and naming conventions - were just detail.
But they were details that worried Zavien, and so she wouldn't dismiss them so quickly. "Last name is easy," she said. "Yours, unless you have a strong preference against it. So when we do get married, we'll all share the same name." Living arrangements they might have to circle back to - because living apart, at least for a while, had been the plan, but this news changed everything, and Soh wasn't sure where that left her - except that once the baby was born, she would want them to all be together. Of that much, she was sure.
But before they got too in the weeds, there was one more thing she needed to know. "What are you scared of?" she asked gently, wondering if there was something she could do or say to help soothe him the same way he'd soothed her.
Stars all aligned and they intertwined
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
