agatha could spend time weighing choices and calculating risks, but once she's found her purpose, the purple witch never retreated ; no matter now terrifying and / or unpredictable the fallout could be.
“ yo tambien te amo. ” murmuring ⤿
death was never nervous about anything, no—he doesn’t even think he’s ever felt anything remotely close to it but he somewhat did for the first time as he was down on one knee.
even though agatha had technically proposed first, in his ⤿
⤿ against their shared warmth. focus shifted momentarily, drawn irresistibly to the jewelry on her hand. a brilliant, unforced smile accompanied by a gaze full of wonder.
“ me too, little bones. where did you get this? ” pointing at her ⤿
> agatha breathes, completely thrilled by the proposal. eagerly sealing her promise, sliding the ring into place before pulling death in for a kiss.
confusion crossed her countenance, mind momentarily guessing he was about to pull out a bouquet of flowers ( ... ) only for her to gasp in genuine shock when rio showed the ring.
few things manage to catch the purple witch off guard, >
rio knew of the concept of marriage, having been around for many centuries—he’s witnessed it, but never thought he’d get to see the day where he’d be able to do it with anyone at all—especially with the only love of his life.
“ guess ⤿
> but this is undeniable one of them.
for a few seconds, speech completely fails her. cheeks flushing a deep crimson. “ ohmygod, rio. ”
breaking out the silence, she accepts the ring without a second thought. “ YES. i absolutely do— ” >
agatha knew her actions couldn't possibly do justice to the depth of her feelings or to what rio truly deserved ( ... ) but she was trying, giving it every ounce of sincerity she had. “ of course i do, i knew for the first time ⤿
“ well yes, i— ” then, the most audible gasp one could have ever gotten from death himself as agatha went down on knee. “ how’d you even... ” he’s laughing in shock. “ of course i would love to! it would be my honor to be forever ⤿
“ isn't a honeymoon a super special day ? two for the price of one! ” * ... dropping down onto one knee. goodness. “ perhaps it is. do you want to ... ? ”
“ shut up, you're so sweet. i don't deserve that. ”
unable to stop the fluttering of her heart against her chest ; she always found herself unusually shy whenever kind words came from rio. something her sould had quietly starved for ⤿
“ eh, what difference does that title or multiple lifetimes make anyway when i only started living when i met you. ” his smile grew from ear-to-ear.
“ i like having you close like this. ” he whispers against rose-colored brims as ⤿