Aqua’s steps are light behind him, just enough to give him a little scare when she rises to her toes and taps his shoulder. Smiling sweetly once she has his attention, she presents the package she prepared, wrapped attentively in ribbon and heart patterned paper. (the contents are a heart shaped card and-- breaking the pattern-- cookies shaped like wayfinders) ❛Happy Valentines Day!❜
terra’s mind was captured by the wonders of how exactly should we deal with a decade of cobwebs and dust, when a sudden tap on his shoulder shattered these musings. he turned with a start, heart jumping for a moment, before shaking his head. it was aqua – of course. she was the only one who gives him such scares. he folded his arms across his chest, and spoke with his most chastising tone. ❛ you know, you don’t always need to sneak up on me like that. ❜ still, a smile found it’s way upon his lips, and his eyes were drawn down to the package she had so neatly wrapped. ❛ hmm – what’s this? for me? ❜ there was a certain softness to her expression as she nodded, and held it forth. a barely visible blush crept atop his face – little gifts from aqua were commonplace, she was always one for crafts and such. yet the copious amount of hearts on a day like this… he couldn’t help but feel, well… embarrassed? bashful? he wasn’t quite sure. gently accepting it, he tried to carefully open the gift without tearing the paper.
❛ you made these yourself? ❜ terra’s words were uttered in hushed awe. the card was definitely handmade, the lettering written in a pretty cursive. he also didn’t know the first thing about making any sort of food, but the cookies looked wonderful; he almost found it difficult to eat them. almost. ❛ huh… these are actually good! ❜ his jest is met with a light jab to his ribs. laughing, his grin gradually faded to that of a small smile. ❛ ah-hah… really, though, thank you. i uh – i have something for you, too! sort of. c’mon— ❜ his free hand flew to hers, the other still clutching the now slightly lighter box, and he began to tug her along.
it was a bit of a trek to the place he was leading her. ( the cookies, unfortunately, did not survive the trip. ) there was a certain area in the land of departure he’d oft go to clear his head at times, far from the castle. never had he revealed it to anyone else – it was the only place in this world he could feel alone. it was his privacy, away from stress or any burdens. but he didn’t want to be alone. not again, not anymore. thus he continued, gaze set far off into the distance. even simply walking with aqua, hand in hand, was enough to calm any anxieties he held. slowly but surely they were wandering through the rolling hills, making an upwards climb. the sun just started to grace the horizon, sending waves of pink and orange through the sky, the clouds reflecting the warm colours. finally, they reached the summit of the earthen spire they had been ascending, and before them they could view the entire land. all of the hills and lakes were so much smaller, they were a canvas of green and blue, like patchwork in its design. the castle was silhouetted against the falling sun, gold roofing and towers gleaming. but the real reason he’d ushered her to the very top was for the thousands of tiny flowers that littered the mountain, cascading down a single side in a waterfall of white.
he finally let go of her hand, eyes flickering between her and the view. ❛ i used to come here from time to time, before everything. it was somewhere i could be alone. myself, i guess. but i thought… ❜ a pause. he was attempting to find the right words. ❛ well, i thought of you. this is the only place these flowers grow. ❜ it had been a while since he had felt this peaceful. in that moment, there was not a worry in the world that could fracture his tranquility. he settled on the ground, legs slightly dangling off the side, and gestured for her to join him. ❛ happy valentine’s day, aqua. ❜
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