[Just so long as you aren't prescribing lAUGHING GAS MS. HIYORI IKI.
It is a strange thought, yet a truly wonderful one that he is more than prepared to graduate to. She'll have to get used to him using the word "wife" at every turn, like he's discovered a new candy and can't help sampling it again and again throughout the day.
Maybe it will end in tragedy... Or maybe they can find a way to share a new reality, one where they can continue being husband and wife until Hiyori lives out her mortal life. Though that does present the problem of them not going home... Will they be missed back there? What'll become of their friends and family...? It's not something he can handle dealing with right now. They're stuck here for the foreseeable future, so they may as well live their lives as best they can.
Kissing each other and showing one another they care. That's the important part. He gratefully accepts the gesture, one arm sliding around her briefly. Her touches are so kind and gentle, full of love... He may not be deserving of them in some ways, but he'll greedily take them all the same.
Even if as a god who mostly takes, he'll be sure to give back to her this time. Give her all the love he has to muster and then some.
Because it's true that he, too, doesn't know everything about her. He didn't even know her birthday a couple years ago. There's so much he's yet to share with her, about his many lifetimes worth of experiences. About Sakura. Who he hopes would bless their union as much as he loved her, too.
Pleased as punch with his choice of cake, he delivers it to her with a flourish, setting it on the sideboard beside the bucket containing the champagne. Not the healthiest meal, but today's a special occasion! Taking up his own glass, he sidles back over to her, once again wrapping an arm around her and leaning in to kiss her cheek.]
Isn't it just? I knew I needed something grand and lovely to match you, but I couldn't decide on the flavor so I said "fuck it" and got both, hehe. [Nodding happily, he downs the remaining contents of his glass and sets it down, pulling out the forks and plates from the sideboard.] Damn straight! You're gonna have some too, right?
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It is a strange thought, yet a truly wonderful one that he is more than prepared to graduate to. She'll have to get used to him using the word "wife" at every turn, like he's discovered a new candy and can't help sampling it again and again throughout the day.
Maybe it will end in tragedy... Or maybe they can find a way to share a new reality, one where they can continue being husband and wife until Hiyori lives out her mortal life. Though that does present the problem of them not going home... Will they be missed back there? What'll become of their friends and family...? It's not something he can handle dealing with right now. They're stuck here for the foreseeable future, so they may as well live their lives as best they can.
Kissing each other and showing one another they care. That's the important part. He gratefully accepts the gesture, one arm sliding around her briefly. Her touches are so kind and gentle, full of love... He may not be deserving of them in some ways, but he'll greedily take them all the same.
Even if as a god who mostly takes, he'll be sure to give back to her this time. Give her all the love he has to muster and then some.
Because it's true that he, too, doesn't know everything about her. He didn't even know her birthday a couple years ago. There's so much he's yet to share with her, about his many lifetimes worth of experiences. About Sakura. Who he hopes would bless their union as much as he loved her, too.
Pleased as punch with his choice of cake, he delivers it to her with a flourish, setting it on the sideboard beside the bucket containing the champagne. Not the healthiest meal, but today's a special occasion! Taking up his own glass, he sidles back over to her, once again wrapping an arm around her and leaning in to kiss her cheek.]
Isn't it just? I knew I needed something grand and lovely to match you, but I couldn't decide on the flavor so I said "fuck it" and got both, hehe. [Nodding happily, he downs the remaining contents of his glass and sets it down, pulling out the forks and plates from the sideboard.] Damn straight! You're gonna have some too, right?