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ARDYN IZUNIA

Ardyn Izunia. Professor of law. Lord of law. Liege of law. The one grading your papers. Leave a message.

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[daemonized]

Was I that obvious?

[-he asks, amusement clear in his tone. Though perhaps it's true enough; even now, he gaze upon her face often lingers for one second too long. But that was merely a sign of his fondness, admiration, and love in its permanence.]

For me, I think it might have been that day on the beach. Do you remember it? When a wave crept up on you when you weren't looking.

[That felt like a lifetime ago. Things were... simpler then, especially where memories were concerned, but he would not trade what they have now for anything in the world.]

The way you smiled at me. I thought to myself, 'surely that can't be the look of a woman who is only interested in remaining friends.' And even after that day, you were more generous with affectionate touch with me than you ever had been before.

[erythristic]

You came to my aid, like a gentleman. Showing such concern for my soaked state. I remember.

[and she had already thought that perhaps, if they kept seeing each other like that, it would have been enough to live on for a while. that slowly, she could let herself show what she might feel.]

I couldn't help it - you don't know how much I had to restrain myself before that day. Stop my hands from touching yours, or keep some distance when I didn't want to. It would have been so obvious, otherwise, the way you made me have a crush like some schoolgirl.

[daemonized]

[He laughs, delighted at the very idea. When they had initially found out how long they were actually attracted to each other, it had been a moment of wishing he had acted differently in the past. But it didn’t matter now. Now, he was thoroughly in love with her, married to her, and he could ask for nothing else.]

Like a schoolgirl? Oh, if only I had known. The things we could’ve done, in that first year of my knowing you.

[But it was no real regret, not really.]

But it’s all a moot point now, isn’t it? You’re mine, and I’m yours. And I can’t imagine spending a slightly-belated Valentine’s with anyone else.

[erythristic]

Don't think too hard on it. We were still friends, weren't we? All part of the thoroughly enjoyable road to today.

[and who knows, they might never have connected as they did without that time spent together.]

Where there's no second date I have to be jealous of.

[daemonized]

Forgive me, my love. Forgive me a thousand times over for making you jealous on that day.

[Really, it was his nephew's fault. But it was also his nephew's remark that caused Ardyn to reach out to Grell in the first place, giving him a silly reason to point to if she rejected him, or if she did not take to him. How funny that all seemed now.

Ardyn skates ahead of her just enough to turn around and catch her in his arms. They glide back until Ardyn's back gently bumps against the border of the rink.]

But in the end, I came back to you. Just as I have today. And I always will.