We must let that alone forever

[secondcity_mods]

Characters: Everyone - if you were in the false Chicago, this affects you.
Time: Night
Location: Demonreach and all around the city
Content: It all ends here.
Warnings: None
Format: Poster's choice

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[godofcologne]

The proposal broke straight through any concentration Justine might have had. Here he was, knight in shining armor, stepping in to keep her from being hurt when he was probably about to drop. And then, like something straight out of a fairy tale, the proposal...

It took her some time to respond. Between dodging creatures and taking clear shots when she had them, Justine thought. She thought about what her life had been like before Thomas, what it was like now. She thought about the stability he brought her, even in the midst of monsters and battle, and about the stability she could give him in turn. She thought about what her life would be like for either of them if the other was to fall tonight, in this hour.

There wasn’t much to debate. If he called, she knew she would follow, no matter what. Maybe it was the kindling of love, or maybe something else entirely, but Justine knew, right in that moment, that she honestly could not live without Thomas. It was as simple and plain as that.

He pulled her to him, and she looked up into his face. He meant what he said, and there was more meaning behind and more feeling in those two simple words than she had ever experienced in anything else.

For a moment, the battle was forgotten. Focus went to Thomas, to his arm around her waist and the fire in his eyes. Slowly, Justine leaned up and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

“Yes.”

The gentle touch of her lips was electric in the best possible way, and that same warmth, that same scouring cleansing fire of love and blind stupid optimistic hope surged through Thomas again, and at the same time it seemed the battle burned brighter, Merlin's display of magic stronger. But maybe that was just him, seeing the battle through new eyes.