♤SPRING SHIELD (MxM) ~fantasy~♤

Epilogue

One year later,

Elijah

Kristian is my boyfriend. And has been for the past year and a half. It's the most prominent thing in my life even though so many things are happening. Lapis had an official debut,I got awarded with a White heart. The highest honour that an avatar can receive. I won my trial held against me by Howard.
And the world just keeps spinning,and the thing I'm most proud of is my family. The father of my children and the love of my life.
Even though we haven't said anything publicly,I think most people already know. But right now,well over a year after Lapis was released,Kristian isn't my assistant anymore. He's the head of artistic designer at R&D,as much as I tried to get him to stay. Any position he could want at Lewis Corp is his so long as he asks. He refused me,saying that he didn't want people to keep seeing him as my second in command.
Meaning our relationship is no longer an office romance and I have to go back to be responsible for myself.
"What are you thinking about so intensely?"Kristian asks,opening the passenger seat door and walking over to my side of the car. He laces his arm into mine,
"You."I answer,monotonous,as I lock the car door smoothing my suit over,
"You're nervous."he says,squinting at me. I look down at him and scoff at the fact that he hasn't changed one bit,
"My mother might take our children to England again while we're out here,"I say,walking foward. The green overgrowth of the old path that leads deep into what seems like a forest,but really it's just a garden that turns into a place from a fairytale at night.
The glowing seems like fairy lights but really it's just fireflies. "...it's pretty."he whispers,tucking himself deeper into me. He might not have changed in levels of irritating behaviour but he's changed physically. From handsome to the most handsome.
To me,no one is on his level.
"Come on then,"I say,
"This is great but why are we here? Imagine if we were at home snuggling up in blankets-"
"Way to set the scene but I'm not taking you back. We have to be outside."
"Do you always have to have the last word?"he asks,sniffing one of the flowers on the bushes. I lean over and pluck it before placing it in his hair,"I was trying to save it from dying. Aren't you supposed to be the king of spring or something? Saving plants one at a time."
"It'll grow back."
"Then let me just chop your ear off- it'll grow back."he pretends to nip my ear with his fingers. I roll my eyes,"Are we hosting Christmas at your house?"
"See how wrong that sentence sounds? How can WE host it if it's MY house?"I ask. Like I ask every single damn day. It was a group decision for Kris to keep living outside of my living space,all in the name of building things up slowly. Now,I regret it.
He rolls his eyes,"I'm not going to live with you- but I can sleep over to help with things. Like cooking-"
"I'm not letting you back into my kitchen,frankly."I deadpan,touching my pocket. The memory of him burning a pot and filling the house up with smoke assaulting me. He's been on a ban ever since.
Annoyed,he hits my shoulder,"It was one time."
"I'm just afraid it might be two in coming. Do you know what I had to give to fix the damage?"we reach the bridge. Crossing the small pond,where things swim slowly,
"You've already paid millions because of me. What's a couple more?"he teases,leaning over the edge to see his reflection in the pond. He's right,what's a couple more that I'll spend anyway eventually.
"I can't believe I'm letting some guy who thinks money comes off trees around my kids."I shake my head,disapprovingly.
"Our kids,"he corrects,
"Who? You do crazy things with them because it's 'fun'."I imitate his voice as best I can,
"They'd die of boredom if they kept doing what you thought was 'the right thing'."he does a terrible job of imitating my voice. I start to race after him making him break out into a fit of laughter as he runs away,
I obviously catch extremely quickly. "You didn't let me get a head start."he whines,once he's in my arms,
"It's always you didn't let me this you didn't let me that. Such a whiner,"
"And you're such a stuck up-"
"Said the complainer."
"Shut up."he drawls,I smile,
"Said the sore loser-"he covers my mouth with his palm trying to silence me. "You really don't take loses well,do you?"he ignores me as he keeps walking foward. I l0ve how he pretends to hate me when he's done so much.
The only reason he went into that building that day was to save my children. Well,their also his,but he was braver than anyone I've ever met that day. Then he practically saved my life when he performed Cpr for over twenty minutes on me. Despite his injuries,despite how terrified he was.
Some days I can still hear his voice,telling me to wake up. Telling me I can't leave him. He saved my life then and he did it when he gave me the honour of meeting such a perfect man. Someone who was made for me.
We get to the platform where there's chairs. The garden looking hauntingly beautiful at this time of night. I can't tell you the colour of the swings because I'm too busy marvelling at his beauty. He twirls in place then stares at the sky,blinking at the moon,"Is this it? Our date spot?"he asks,tucking his hair behind his ear.
"Yes,darling."A pause as I wrap my arms around him,resting my head in the hollow of his head and neck,"This is it."I whisper,as we begin sway from side to side.
"The moon is gorgeous,"
"Not as gorgeous as you,Red."
"That was cheesy,don't you think?"
"Too bad I saw you blush."I kiss his cheek and he squeals,giggling. I love that sound. "Can I tell you something?"
"I knew you were the one who ate my cake that day."he deadpans. Was it me? Yes,but that's not what we're here for.
"It was not me."I lie,
"Yeah right."he rolls his pretty eyes,leaning into me. Every time I hold him,it feels as right as the first.
"I'm serious,I mean to tell you... I love you."
"I know."he says,like I'm telling him about the weather. It makes me laugh,at least he knows that I treasure him.
"I love you,so damn much. You're the bravest man I've ever known. Things that you've done for me and the boys are- I don't deserve it Kris. But even so,I won't let you go. I'll spend the rest of life making it up to you,Red. You're my life,you made me the man whose in front of you today. You took away the loneliness that I had been fighting all these years. Dare I say it-"
"What the hell is this about? You do this all the time,Elijah..."Do I? I think so. Maybe it's because I really just want him to know what he means to me.
"And I'll keep doing it,sorry."A pause as I pull away from him and get down on one knee like I've dreaming of doing for so long. Hoping it would be perfect. He turns around as the same moment I pull the ring box out of my pocket. His eyes wide,"I really don't want to say it like everyone else but let me be-"
"Don't-"he's in a mixture of pissed and sobbing. Swiping at his tears as he tries to cover his face,
"Kristian White,grant me the honour of being your husband?"
Silence passes between as he stares into my eyes. The way they search me. "... you have to say yes,you know?"My voice is cracking as I tease him. My own tear falling down my cheek.
"I will."He whispers,
"What was that-"I don't get to finish my sentence as he jumps into my arms,knocking the air out of lungs.
"Yes,I'll marry you! Happy?"
"You can't imagine how much."