The grip on his hand grew tighter when he admits his feelings, letting out a deep breath she held in for far too long.
Theyโre still working to get better. Theyโre still afraid of messing up, of losing what they built together.
Despite the warmth of Asphodel, she still feels a shiver going up her spine. For how long did he keep those thoughts for himself? He never was the kind of person who would vent out his fears and personal struggles to anyone but her.
Pressed against him, she didnโt make a sound, silently keeping all her focus on him even as the warmth of the lava was replaced with the nice weather of Elysium, even as she was put back on the soft ground, even when the blindfold was removed, making her take a second to blink and get used the light againโฆ
ย โฆand when silence fell once more, she couldnโt find the wordsย to answer. A hand still holds tight on Hadesโ, the other moving on her own mouth as soon as she felt a knot in her throat.
Of course the house is beautiful, but his words - his soft tone, his shyness and care for her, for their family - filled her with a joy she felt only when she first met their child.
A soft sob escapes as she looks up to him, pressing her lips against the back of his hand in a quick, yet caring kiss.
ย ย ย ย โI love you! I love youโฆ!โ
And if he falls back into silence, itโs to look at her again. His hands craddle and caress her face with the intimacy and care he had shown the very first time he had ever done so. And once again, he realized why this was such a good choice: she looked radiant under Elysiumโs light.
He wants her to know that he will be there. If she is present, then heโll try. Heโll try to be the father and the husband sheโs always wanted him to be, he will do it. He wants to, for her. Anything, for her, and he prays that she knows, without him telling her so.
Because there is nothing Hades would never do for her.
And when she tells him she loves him, he canโt help it, and strong arms hold her in yet another embrace, a deeper one, a stronger one that is.ย
โ I cannot promise you I will be the father you will wish of me. โ His hand leaves the back of her head and rests once more on her cheek.ย โ But I will try. ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎโ๐ซ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐, ๐ ... ๐ ๐๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ. โ
