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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]

[He smiles wider, his eyes a little brighter than before. Ardyn leans into her touch, and while his worry has not completely washed away, he feels better hearing that.]

As long as my estimation hasn’t been lowered in your eyes, then that’s all that matters.

[He moves his hands to rest at her sides, much like they did before, but now it’s a gentler touch.]

I’ll take comfort in knowing that this scarring can always be covered up, in the meanwhile.

[erythristic]

[that he can do considering his typical fashion. but that notwithstanding, some scars aren't going to lower her view of him. never. the only way she can voice that is by moving just a touch closer, to kiss him and let that be all that she feels. she kisses him, and she hopes he can feel what she does.]

[daemonized]

[That kiss is answer enough. He feels wreathed in the warmth it grants him; a kiss soft and gentle and oddly electric.

His only response then is to pull her closer, hands at her back, returning it. His body against hers, scars and all, even if in this passing moment, he feels like nothing has changed. And between them, nothing has — I love you, resonates within the affection. Thank you, just as much.]

[erythristic]

[touch is all she needs, to know that he's listening. nothing has changed. so he has scars now - so she'll help him invent stories to go behind each one, and make them not an object of fear. she'll kiss each and every one, and not shy away from them.

I'm here. I love you. as her hands tangle in his hair and she keeps herself right there, right up against him, they don't need to speak to know those truths.]

[daemonized]

[Her fingers threading through his hair is only more reassurance, only more encouragement for him to push thoughts of scars and pain and unknown remembrances from his mind. Ardyn wants to feel the way he did when he awoke, greeted by her face -- immeasurably fortunate, happy, believing that being by her side feels like home. And he can go back to feeling that way if he allows it. He only needs to lose himself in her touch and kiss.

They remain like that for a moment longer, just sitting up in bed in a half-embrace, half-entanglement. Eventually, when Ardyn has to pull away to breathe, he takes the moment of respite to lean back, lying back down on the bed. But his arms bring her with him, and he smiles when he looks at her again.]

Tell me that you'll remain by my side forever.

[It's been said before, many times between them. But this Sunday morning will not be ruined by scars on his skin; he'll not let it. He wants to fill his heart with these promises again.]

[erythristic]

[she nods, settling into the new position, and taking the breath she needed to do so.]

Forever.

[it was still a frightening, heavy word, but day by day they proved it. day by day they faced what came. forever could be composed of many a day, one after the other. her heart in his chest. little by little she was losing her fear, tiny bit by bit.]

[daemonized]

["Forever" is the word that started so much between them. The net that was cast out and pulled them into true, beautiful commitment. It is not as frightening to Ardyn as it is to Grell, but as always, he is not oblivious regarding her own insecurities. And moments like these, in which she still tells him "forever" despite it all, makes him feel an indelible, unending gratitude towards her very existence. He is indebted to her in a way that he can never repay -- he can only try to make her as happy as she makes him.

He draws her close. Nestles himself next to her, smiling faintly.]

What a beautiful notion.

[Even forever doesn't sound long enough to contain his love, so deeply it runs.]

...We should sleep in for a little longer. Though... ha, maybe you'd like to put my shirt on again?

[erythristic]

[she shifts for a moment, enough to grab the edge of some of the blankets, and pulls them up to cover both of them somewhat before going back to where she was.]

You'll keep me warm enough.

[simple fact. if they actually slept or just rested together like this until it was time to move again, it would be all the same.]

[daemonized]

[Covered up and this close, it should be enough. He slips an arm around her, and without any hesitation, draws close enough to kiss her deeply again.

That’s his answer — yes, he intends to keep her warm.]