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No one is one hundred percent happy and confident one hundred percent of the time, you know. It just… it makes me really happy to see that you’re more confident in yourself overall.

[ As if he’s going to pull away from her when she steps close. He slides his arms around her waist in turn, dipping down to rest his forehead against her own. The way he grins illuminates the space between them with the soft glow of sunlight. ]

I always knew you had it in you. [ A pause, as he presses a brief kiss to the tip of her nose. ] Plus, I’m really fond of surprises.

Thank you for believing in me all this time, Thoma.

[ Really, he's believed in her since the moment they first met. It feels like a lifetime ago that he happened to walk by her fussing over wilted flowers in town, encouraging her through the unfamiliar experience of harnessing a new magical power to make flowers bloom once more…

And now, as is usually the case whenever the sweetness of their love manifests tangibly, more flowers bloom in Ori's hair, unfurling and greeting Thoma's soft sunlight in turn. She presses a gentle kiss to his cheek in turn, although she huffs a little laugh against him as a thought crosses her mind. ]

I see. Then maybe I’ll surprise you again later, with Diluc…

[ A beat, before she pulls away just enough for him to be able to see her wink at him and add, ]

That is, if you’re a good boy.

[ Thoma is too busy being lost in Ori’s eyes, soft and sunshiney like the manifestation of his emotions, and basking in their closeness that he absolutely does not see that remark coming at all. It strikes him somewhere deep in his chest, sending the clarion call of desire straight through him. ]

Ori-!

[ He doesn’t often blush, but there is certainly more color rising to his cheeks. ]

You can’t just say things like that. [ Unable to resist, he leans in to bury his face into the crook of her neck, pressing a series of heated kisses against her skin. ] You have no idea what that does to me.

[ Or perhaps she does, and she’s suddenly realized just how much power she holds. ]

[ Slowly, but surely, she's realizing such things about herself. It certainly helps that she's much less trapped in her own thoughts, these days, and to add to that she's in something of a romantic state of mind thanks to attending Cibark's wedding and now after being reunited with Thoma (and soon, Diluc) in this dream realm.

Her calling him a good boy had been as much a playful, lighthearted remark as it was a testing of the waters, to see how Thoma would respond to it. Her sunshine doesn't often fluster, so she was quick to notice that her calling him good earlier had some effect, and she's not left disappointed in this moment as he leans in and leaves a path of kisses on her neck. In response, she offers an approving hum that trails into another soft laugh. ]

I'm sorry.

[ She is most certainly not at all sorry. ]

I wanted to see how you would react. You're just so cute.

You’re not sorry at all.

[ She can’t see it, but she can no doubt feel the way he smiles against her skin. His hands run the length of her arms, down and up again, while he simply relishes this intimate, playful moment. ]

Mm. This newfound confidence of yours might be the death of me, starlight. [ He nips at her neck, not hard enough to leave a mark. Not yet. That can come later, when she and Diluc are back home and the three of them inevitably tumble into bed together. ] I can think of worse ways to go.

[ Ori can’t help but draw a sharp breath in as he nips at skin, following it shortly with a sigh. Gods, she’s missed this so much, the reverent, sweet intimacy that the three of them share and into which they pour their love and devotion for one another. She’s earnestly looking forward to her first night back in the arms of her lovers.

She lifts a hand, the tips of it finding their way into his hair. She’s well-aware of the nature of what he says, that he doesn’t literally mean dying, so her tone remains playful even as she says, with utmost devotion, ]

Well, that’s no good, sunlight. How are we supposed to go on if that happens? I’ll just have to keep healing you for the rest of my life, hmm?

[ He laughs against her skin, the sound tapering off into an affectionate murmur. This is true bliss, Ori in his arms, with the promise of Diluc joining them later, and he can’t think of a better way to celebrate being reunited after a month and more apart. ]

I like the sound of that.

[ At last, he pulls away from her neck to press a heated, lingering kiss to her lips. As much as he longs for more, there is still one missing piece to this puzzle, so he leans back after too long. ]

I should let you go fetch our moonlight. Then we can celebrate properly.

[ The kiss that she returns is just as heated on her part. She wonders, in that moment, if they’re going to end up having dinner at all— and she finds herself deciding that she wouldn’t mind if they skipped it entirely.

She’s been without them for eight months.

When he breaks the kiss, her hands move to frame his face. Behind the spring green of his eyes that she missed so much she finds a longing and want that are surely mirrored in her own eyes as she looks up at him with a smile. ]

I’m looking forward to celebrating. [ “Celebrating.” ] Let’s hope he can be convinced to leave work early just this once… I’ll be back soon!

[ She pulls away completely, then, taking a step back before twirling on her ball of her heel, the soft pink fabrics of her dress twirling in tandem before she makes her way over to the door of their home. As she opens it, though, another thought occurs to her and she looks back over her shoulder at Thoma with another teasing smile. ]

Be a good boy and wait patiently while I go get him, okay?

[ And with that, she departs. Surely Thoma and Diluc will see the full force of Ori’s newfound confidence brought to bear this evening, and it will be beautiful, but above all else she simply wishes to show them how much she truly missed them, and how much she loves them all the more for the time she’s now spent apart from them. Now, with her worries and fears from home to rest, she is irrevocably and wholly theirs, now and forevermore. ]

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