They had met for the day only just then – but at the same time, each in their own world, they had chased after one another until that point – where at last, Nevilly realized he had been standing there all the while. They settled down next to one another.

Seed shook his head and chuckled. “Well, that was an interesting way to start the day. “

““Hnngh, sorry if I'm acting a bit weird. I'm just tired, that's all,” Nevilly said as she leaned against him.

“I've seen odder things happen. But...seeing you there, not noticing me, not responding to me...seeing a path you could take where I wasn't in it...Made me certain of something I've been thinking over.”

“I guess I've lately just become a bit numb to things around me. This will pass when I can finally relax and just do nothing.” She glanced up and saw the expression on his face – it was an omen difficult to read, like a cloud that could bring shade or rain. “Hmm? What have you been thinking, then?”

“Well, what I realized was...I don't ever want to go down that path. I couldn't bear to live in a world where I didn't see your eyes lighting up like the summer sky on a sunny day, a world where whatever meager offerings of pretty words I have wouldn't still manage to make you smile, a world where I could think of my life..and not have you in it.” Like always, when the words took control of his mouth, the trouble on his brow melted away, and his mouth shaped the words with a faint smile. “I don't think I can ever love anyone again, after you... and I want your life to be my life, your joy my joy, your pain my pain.” He paused and let the furrow return to its place on his forhead, let the weight of what he was saying – what he was about to say – take over for him. “I'll never be sure the choice I'm making is the right one -- but I'd much rather live with the regret of the choice I'm making than the regret of passing that life by.”

“Darling, you don't have to think such things as living without me. I'm not going anywhere. I once gave you my heart when I finally got it fixed, and I don't want it back anymore. It's yours now.” She smiles the sort of smile he loved so much – delicate and sweet as spun sugar, with the same way of catching the glow and sending his mind into fits of rainbows. “ “And I'm sure you know it already.”

“Nevilly... Will you marry me?”

“W-will I-.. what? M-marry you? S-seed.” She rose to her feet, wobbling like a fawn. She backed off a few steps, looking at him at first, and then fixing her eyes on the ground. “You know I lo-.. l-lo.. love you. Y- you know I w-want to spend every s-single moment with you... but.. A-are you sure about this?” She met his soft, autumn gold eyes with her own.

He didn’t waver. “I don't need to be sure. I just need to trust in you and me...and everything will be alright.”

She walked slowly walks towards him, keeping their eyes locked on each other. She felt like she was spinning in her own little world, a small galaxy whirling between them. The gravity of it tugged at her heart. “I thought you'd never ask. Of course I'll marry you.” There it was again, that smile, shyly creeping onto her face. “Of course I will, Seed.”

It has been said that, if one stops to rank them, there have been five (some sources say six) perfect kisses since the beginning of time – this wasn’t one of them. Their lips and their mouths we not the same shape or size, nor belonged to the same species. But it was their kiss. They tasted each other’s souls in their mouths.

“I love you,” Nevilly whispered as their lips parted.

“I'd hope so, since you're to be my wife,” he said with another chuckle.

“And you'll be my husband.” She gently poked the end of his nose with hers.

“I love you, forever and ever. That's my promise to you,” He whispered.


((Yup! We haven't worked out the details yet, but there's gonna be a wedding!
Credit for the dialogue is split between Rouda and myself from a roleplay, with most of the description (but not the blocking) coming from me.))