is this the end of all the endings?
Flora’s delight spills out of her in a bright, breathless laugh as the world turns around them, the sweep of movement so perfectly timed that it feels less like something they’ve stumbled into and more like a moment arranged specifically for them. Her arms wind around Kaisel's neck as she hums into the kiss, melting against him with no thought for balance or dignity when he’s holding her securely enough to make both seem unnecessary. Between the warmth of his mouth, the press of their bodies, and the incandescent happiness flooding the bond, Flora can’t imagine how anything could be more cinematic than this. It’s utterly perfect, and for once she doesn’t feel the need to improve it.
By the time she draws back enough to breathe, her cheeks are flushed and her smile has gone soft around the edges, though concentration slowly pinches between her brows as she considers his suggestion. Her head lolls gently from side to side, curls shifting against her arms where they remain looped around his neck. "Well, but since they don’t know we’re married, it’d be weird to give out our married name during the entrance," she points out, her nose wrinkling slightly before inspiration brightens her expression all over again. "Maybe once it’s official-official, we could have confetti pop out the new last name?"
By the time she draws back enough to breathe, her cheeks are flushed and her smile has gone soft around the edges, though concentration slowly pinches between her brows as she considers his suggestion. Her head lolls gently from side to side, curls shifting against her arms where they remain looped around his neck. "Well, but since they don’t know we’re married, it’d be weird to give out our married name during the entrance," she points out, her nose wrinkling slightly before inspiration brightens her expression all over again. "Maybe once it’s official-official, we could have confetti pop out the new last name?"
my broken bones are mending
