Starlight Picnic

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Awash with relief, Syx wrapped his arms around her. His kisses intermixed with his bubbling laughter. Rising he grabbed a hold of her and lifted Anna up as he spun around with mad excitement. She said YES!

Falling with her back to the soft earth, he pressed his forehead against hers, pressing butterfly kisses over her face, “You’ve already been my mate… but you’re so much more. I- I just don’t have words. I don’t think it’s possible to be happier than I am right now.”

He hoped she could tell. Could sense his love. He just didn’t have to words to explain and no language on Earth seemed enough. Maybe something not from Earth… his lips pressed against her ear he whispered a soft prayer of love in his native tongue that he barely understood. But this his Mother had said to him, over and over filled with love in her heart to him in his crib before the end of the world, “ <I love you and everything will be alright because you are loved.>

Anna truly didn’t think this was something that would occur to the two of them, more than content with how their relationship was to begin with. She had never considered the idea of marriage, and honestly believed Syx to have the same mentality. Though she was more than happy to be wrong in this moment, happily embracing him in turn as her own happy laughter mingled together with his. She would be whatever he needed her to be… and if that meant he would be her husband, she would happily embrace the new title. 

She made a pleased noise as he pressed her forehead together with his, her warmer clothing he insisted her to wear providing a barrier against the chill of the ground at her back. Her hands roamed along his back, able to scent the pure love that permeated the air around them from their mingling emotions. She was very aware of just how happy he was, daring to kiss him to show just how much she agreed with him. “I am over the moon..” She whispered to him, just before he spoke in his native language. 

Vibrantly colored eyes opened to gaze at him, shimmering with emotion, able to feel the significance in this moment… “..That was beautiful..” She whispered, tilting her head a bit in a more animal like manner, “What did it mean?” she prompted, unaware that he may not know. 

Syx ducked his had, “It uhh… Doesn’t translate well,” he didn’t have the context of understanding of his native language to even begin to hope at translating it. He traced his blue fingers over the warm brown of her neck, “It’s something mother used to tell me.”

Kissing her neck again he murmured, “It means love and promises and hope for the future,” sitting in the sandy earth, the stars above them, Syx curled his arms around Anna and threaded their fingers together, “Because right here, like this, with you, the future is a beautiful thing.”

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