sith_happened | Paris [Thursday morning]

On their last day in Paris together, Anakin had woken up early.

Early-ish.

...before Rory, in any event...and went off in search of breakfast.

He returned an hour and a half later with coffee and croissants in a bag, and a small box in his pocket, wondering a bit about what he had been thinking going into that last store.

[OOC: Preplayed with the fantastic

auroryborealis. NFB, NFI, OOC is love.]

I Will Love You - Fisher

Rory	Rory'd gotten up and showered and dressed, and was now putting her hair up. "Hey, you," she said, grinning. "Did you manage to find any English-speakers out there without me?"
Anakin	"A few," Anakin admitted, smiling over at her. "You are so beautiful."
Rory	"You're a dork," she told him, laughing as she finished with her hair.
Anakin	Anakin kissed the back of her neck. "You can't possibly be surprised after all this time," he said.
Rory	"Not really, no," she said, tilting her head a little. "So what'd you bring me?"
Anakin	Anakin reached for the bag. "All kinds of goodies," he promised. "Do you want coffee and croissants and to marry me?" His eyes bugged out. He hadn't really meant to say that last part out loud: he'd been planning on holding on the ring he'd bought for a little longer than 20 minutes.
Rory	Rory stared, almost certain she'd misheard. "...what?"
Anakin	"Coffee and croissants and to marry me?" Anakin repeated softly, stomach beginning to turn back flips.
Rory	"M-marry you?" she echoed, swallowing. "Are you serious?"
Anakin	Anakin sat down on the edge of the bed, mostly because he wasn't sure his knees were up to the monumental task of keeping him upright any more. "I've never been more serious in my life," he said quietly, reaching into his pocket and holding out a small box, lid flipped open to display the ring inside.
Rory	"Oh my god," Rory breathed, her eyes going huge as she stared at the ring. "Oh -- I...wow. Oh my god. I...don't know what to say."
Anakin	"It was just an impulse," Anakin said, cheeks flushing as he found the floor suddenly fascinating. "You don't have to say anything."
Rory	"No, no no no." She darted over, kneeling in front of him and appreciating the irony. "Anakin. No, look at me. I...it's just really sudden."
Anakin	Anakin finally met her eyes. "We belong together," he said quietly, reaching for her hand. "You make me a better person just by being who you are. I'm not saying let's go back home married. Let's just make official what we've both known since we were eighteen: I'm yours and you're mine."
Rory	She looked at their hands for a long, long moment, quiet. "Can I think about it?" she asked tentatively, looking back up at him.
Anakin	He squeezed her fingers and used more than thirty years of Force skills to control his emotions. This was Rory and of course she was going to need time to think about it. It wasn't like he knew he'd been planning to ask until the words had popped out of his mouth, either. "Take all the time you need, my love," he said.
Rory	She smiled softly. "It's not a no. It's just a...you know, a huge, huge decision."
Anakin	"For this, I can be patient," he promised. "Do you want me somewhere else for a while?"
Rory	"No, I still want to do stuff," she said, kissing his cheek. "But I might need some time to think later, okay? And I...you know I can't wear this."
Anakin	Anakin nodded. "I'll put it in the room safe with the passports," he said. He leaned in close, nudging his nose against hers. "There's no ultimatum on this," he whispered. "Decide what feels right for you. I love you no matter what." Anakin would make himself this vulnerable to no other person ever.
Rory	"I love you so much," she whispered, kissing him. She didn't even know where to start thinking.
Anakin	"I know," Anakin said, pulling her onto his lap.
Rory	"Just give me some time, okay?" she asked. Her head was too full.
Anakin	Anakin wrapped his arms around her. "Take all the time you need," he whispered.

Paris [Thursday morning]

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