[He breathes in her words and lets out something between a sigh and a silent laugh. Something in his chest rolls over, like the sensation of a fall while knowing he's safe, safe, caught up by arms that love him.
In her same murmur, with the same earnest urgency, Dave says:]
I do.
[It rolls through him to say it, a shudder except good. He swallows, then smiles, wide and a little crooked because it's a smile he can't help.]
"Happily ever after." [He whispers it, moves down so his eyelashes brush against her cheek and he can nuzzle her jaw.] Where doing this, man.
[She doesn't open her eyes. She doesn't need to, not when it's so much better to feel him close and lean into the comfort of it and relish the sensation of her own smile starting to blossom on her own expression.]
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In her same murmur, with the same earnest urgency, Dave says:]
I do.
[It rolls through him to say it, a shudder except good. He swallows, then smiles, wide and a little crooked because it's a smile he can't help.]
"Happily ever after." [He whispers it, moves down so his eyelashes brush against her cheek and he can nuzzle her jaw.] Where doing this, man.
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[She doesn't open her eyes. She doesn't need to, not when it's so much better to feel him close and lean into the comfort of it and relish the sensation of her own smile starting to blossom on her own expression.]
Where making this "hapen".