Can I have a headcanon/scenario (whichever you prefer)of Iaian proposing to his female SO please. Thank you!
Ahhh!~~ Iaian!! I loved this prompt so much!!
Please enjoy! It was fun to write! <3
The Cherry Blossom branches were heavy from fresh flower blooms.
Iaian’s pocket was heavy from a boxed diamond ring.
Every time the breeze blew, the long limbs nodded along the dirt path.
Every time (Name) looked at him and smiled, he’d rub a thumb over the box.
With each motion, the path was filled with falling petals and the scent of pollen. (Name) sent him a curious expression with a tilted head, but shrugged when he gave her a shy smile.
It was early in the morning, and the only sources of sound were the winds of spring and the chirping of birds.
It was the perfect location and all Iaian had to do was find the right time.
On either side of the swordsman, the beautiful but fleeting Sakura blossoms were in full bloom. Then a few steps ahead, the love of his life was chatting idly away, talking to him about everything she could think of. He hung onto every word she said: about how it was a shame the blossoms didn’t last long, about how happy she was to spend the day with him and finally about what they would get for breakfast.
Perhaps because there was no one else around but him, (Name) played with the blossoms as they fell, her dress flared out and she laughed when she caught one. The stray cherry blossoms floating in the wind circled around her as she spun to show him, and Iaian couldn’t help but stare in awe.
As always she caught him red-handed gawking at her. Just like he had when he first saw her, and she quickly closed the distance pull at his wrist.
With so much on his mind, the action brought him back to his old self. The shier one in the relationship, the one that blushed at any sign of her interest. The sight only seemed to make (Name) sigh in happiness.
“Come on, I want to see what’s next!” She tugged him and laughed when he held his ground. Iaian couldn’t help but smirk and gave a slow pull of his arm, reeling her back in. Suddenly she was walking back towards him and she giggled and half-heartedly struggled against his grip.
“Oh no nono! Iai! I know what that look says—”
With one last tug (Name) fell into him, all warm and softer than anything. He had forgone his chest plate and her body was so welcome as he pulled her into a squirming hug. Their breaths intermingled, her own a mix of mint and tea, and her face close enough to kiss.
“So unfair.” She protested with a thick voice, filled with affection. She was the one to kiss him first, however, despite how quick Iaian claimed to be. She slipped both of her hands over his ears, muffling out the sounds of the world and pulling him down to her height. Iaian’s face was peppered with kisses both big and small, fleeting and pressing. His stomach clenched at the heady rush of adoration that ran through him.
When she disconnected with a wet sound, (Name) looked up at him with a startled expression.
And she began rubbing at his face with both hands.
“Did you —” He began incredulously, before being silenced with a peck on the lips.
“...Guess I have too much lipstick on...”
“Don’t worry it’s wiping off! Hehe sorry!”
Iaian couldn’t help but roll his eyes and laugh. He found he really didn’t mind. Her focused attention always made him feel strange. Her (color) eyes glittered as if she was staring at something precious, but it was only him. That was the only part of her he felt he might never completely understand...
“I think I got it all. Don’t worry about it.” She promised in that playful way of hers.
With a delayed smirk, Iaian rubbed at his lips with his sleeve for good measure.
“It’s not like we’re meeting up with Master later or anything.” His light blue eyes narrowed.
“Oh you know he thinks I’m a good match for you, what's a little proof of that gonna hurt?” Her voice was smug, but Iaian couldn’t tell her just how right she was. Receiving his master’s blessing on his intentions to marry had been an honor. She didn’t know how much she was liked by him, and by everyone, he thought that mattered...
With a pause he tried to keep his face playful, “Still, being covered in lipstick stains will get me months worth of goading from Bushi and Kama.” He cleared his throat as her inquisitive stare seemed to narrow its focus.
“...Hey, are you okay today? You’ve been kinda…” (Name) looked at him with raised brows, and didn’t finish her sentence.
“Well I —” Did he want to say it now?
He looked around him for a moment as if lost, the scenery was quite beautiful here, but maybe there was someplace better?
“Are you actually tired? Even after getting me up so early?”
His lips twisted into a begrudging smile at that. “No, I don’t think so. I’m just feeling...sentimental.” That was honest enough and seemed to bring a blush to her cheeks.
...In contrast to the petals that arrived two weeks ago and would leave just as quickly, (Name) had been in his life for three years. They had met in the Spring, had kissed by the Summer… Iaian hoped that today she would agree to be his forever.
“Well, when do you think we’re going to see the canal? We’ve been walking for a while.” (Name) muttered as she stepped out of the way of a low hanging branch.
After meeting yet another limb of a great Cherry Blossom tree Iaian stepped in front of his love and lifted up the blushing pink branch. As usual, (Name)’s smile widened as she hurried to duck beneath it.
“Thank you, Iaian~” One of her hands couldn’t seem to resist skimming over the black material of his sweater. In comparison, her dress just so happened to be a lovely white. A few petals of pink fell in the wind, and his love looked like something out of a dream…
And the weight of the red velvet box in his pocket seemed to be getting heavier.
“Oh Iaian…” She said as if she didn’t know what to do with him.
He was staring at her again, but with a bashful smile, he offered her his arm for her to take. She slipped beside him, her body warm to the touch, and her favorite perfume sweet in his nose.
“My apologies,” he whispered near her ear, “I want to stare at you forever.”
He was looking at her as he said it, loving how it made her whole being seemed to light up at his words.
“I’ll love you forever.” She whispered with her chin tucked down, and her cheek rubbing into his arm.
He paused for a beat and repositioned his arm a little to slip his hand into his pocket.
“Do you mean that?” His tone was gentle.
“(Name)...” and it suddenly sounded strange and less like her name, but more like a promise.
She caught it immediately, her eyes growing wide and her lips parting with a tinge of worry.
“Yes? Of course, I mean it!”
She continued, “Don’t doubt it for a second!”
They stopped walking, and seemingly unsure of how to proceed, (Name) fidgeted under his stare, and held his arm a little tighter. Then she was doubly confused when Iaian slipped his arm out of her grasp and took a calm step backward. Then another.
Then he kneeled slowly before her.
The reaction was immediate — (Name)’s back went ramrod straight and her hands flew up to her mouth.
“Iaian!” She exclaimed with her feet dancing and her whole body unable to keep still. He couldn’t help but chuckle and pull out the box ever so slowly.
“Iaian!!” She exclaimed her brows to her hairline when she removed her hands from her mouth.
“Oh my god! —” Her smile was squirming between ecstatic and emotional, and he wasn’t mistaken when he saw tears sparkling at the edge of her eyes. His heart almost cracked in two at the sight, but his voice deepened from the feeling in his words.
“(Name). I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” He flipped the box open with his pointer finger, revealing an elegant silver ring studded with a single teardrop diamond. He held it up and felt his skin flush with heat as he watched tears slip down her face.
“(Name).” He repeated to soothe her, and she nodded her head wordlessly before inhaling sharply.
(Name) took a skidding step forward, her hands opening and closing rapidly as if wanting to move, but not certain if she should. “I want — I want to spend the rest of my life with you too! Can I hug you yet?! I love you! I love—”
The rest of her words were a blur, muffled in the skin of his collar as (Name) rushed into his body. Her arms slipped around his shoulders as she planted a hard kiss on his lips.
And just like that, they molded together, the heat familiar, but the feeling behind it brand new. Iaian held a groan in the back of his throat when he squeezed her closer.
When they disconnected, Iaian let her kiss him all over again, and when she was done he did the same to her. He kissed her forehead, each cheek, her nose, her lips over and over and over— He wanted to remind her that he would always love her. Always want her. He would do anything for her.
Then he drew back, breathless, “Wait! I need to—” he cleared his throat, “I need to ask properly!”
She laughed, her breath hiccupping from emotion as she waited.
“(Name), will you marry me!”
And she grinned, “Yes! I will!”
