Y/N: *Hanging onto Matthias’s arm, beaming at at a group of people* Isn’t he just the most magnificent man you’ve ever seen? When he proposed, he carved me a tiny wooden wolf. So fierce, just like him!
Matthias: *Whispering* Y/N. Your grip is going to cut off the circulation to my arm.
Y/N: It’s called affection. Try to look like you enjoy it. You look like you’re about to be executed.
Matthias: This is a mockery of a sacred vow.
Y/N: *Turning her attention back to the people and giggling* Oh, darling, you’re just shy! Tell them about the first time we met.
Matthias: It was… stormy. She was a force of nature. I thought she was the most infuriating, vibrant, and beautiful person I had ever seen. I still do.
*Y/N blinks, genuinely taken aback and speechless for a moment. Her grip on his arm softens from a performance into something real.*
Y/N: *As they walk away* That was… that was actually rather perfect.
Matthias: *Allows the smallest hint of a smile* I have been told I am a dedicated student.
Kaz: *Watching from a few feet away* Saints, they’re going to give me a toothache.










