Aww, this is super cute. I know it’s a big step to share your work with other people and it’s really cool that you’ve done it. I wouldn’t have guessed that English isn’t your first language which is insane. I Ioved this!
(REMEMBER: English is not my first language, so i’m sorry if my grammar is bad. This is also the first time i show any of my writing to strangers so yea be nice plsss)
The room smelled like toast and eggs, Irene’s favourite, and the curtains were slightly open, just enough to light up the room. Besides that, there were also red roses all around her, and of course, there was Kai standing by the side of the bed, smiling like a child and holding a silver tray with breakfast in it.
“Good morning love!” He said, and Irene knew he was trying to hold back his excitment. “Sorry for waking you up early, but today’s such a beautiful morning…”
She smiled and streched her arms. “I’ll forgive you, but only because you made me breakfast.” She sat up and took the toast from the plate, taking a bite out of it.
“Someone’s hungry, huh?” Kai said, giggling, and placed the tray on top of Irene’s lap. “I just hope you like it. Not just the food, i mean all of this.” He picked up a rose from the bed and held it in front of his face. “Did i surprise you?”
Irene laughed. “Well, you do something like this every year, so i can’t say I’m surprised…but i still like it.” She looked at Kai, sighed, and smiled. “And I’m still not tired of it.”
Kai looked down embarrased, grinnig and blushing slightly. “I know it’s cheesy, but we’ve been maried for nearly four years now, and I’m running out of creativity!”
“That’s fine, don’t be silly.” Irene said, cupping his face with her hands. “That’s not what’s this day is about, is it? I’ll be happy with whatever you do for me, really.”
Kai looked at her for a few seconds, and then gave her a kiss. It didn’t last long, but it didn’t need to. It was just another way to say “I love you”, or “I’ts alright.”
“Let’s just have fun today, ok?” He said. “You’ll choose where we’ll go today.”
“Remember this is a day about us, Kai” Irene said, running her hands through his hair. “You don’t need to do everything i want…”
“…Unless i want to.” They both laughed, and Irene took the last bite of her toast.
“Alright, then get dressed, i don’t want to stay home today.” Irene stood up, holding the tray. “I’ll wash the dishes really qui–”
She stopped talking as she felt Kai gently hold her arm. She turned around to see him smiling, looking absolutely beautiful in the sunlight.
“Irene…?” He said, coming closer and giving her one more kiss on her forehead. “Happy wedding anniversary.”
This is amazing! Your writing is beautiful and it’s so in character for both of them- especially the proposal idea which I love. Also Jesus Christ Irene needs a break! Someone get that woman some chocolates, good books and a lock for her door, dear lord. Thanks for writing this, it made me super happy.
Tags: fluff, light ansgt, hurt/comfort, implied sex
Rating: T
Pairing: Irene x Kai
Holidays whilst working for the Library practically never happened. Unless you were injured or someone that you were close to had died in tragic circumstances, you were expected to work. Sure Irene would compare some of her assignments to being like holidays (procuring a book through legal methods on the south coast of France was simply much nicer than thieving one from a mad scientist in Svalbard,) it was incredibly rare that she would be able to sit down and relax without the knowledge that some task was waiting for her.
And that was true for her current assignment, she knew that she was here purely for talks on the treaty, but staying at a very expensive hotel with very little to do outside of the few talks she’d sat in on for the morning, and a panel that she had the next day, to take questions, then she was free to do as she please.
The idea was to try to inform people of the minutiae of the treaty, but most of the people attending were more interesting in making their own much smaller arrangements. She didn’t mind that too much, it meant more paperwork for her, Kai and Sterrington, but as long as they were being civil, they were all quite happy to let the people who had cards in the game to play, whilst they watched and waited to intervene if necessary.
So far, it hadn’t been necessary, so Irene found herself with a free evening, leaning on the edge of the balcony and watching the sun go down between thin wisps of pale white clouds. The sky was painted with brushes of peach and pink, and when Kai looked over from his balcony (one floor up and to the left) he could have sworn that she was aglow with the light.
“Opposed to a visit, madame ambassador?” He softly called, and Irene startled and looked for his voice before finding him. “I fancy a walk in the gardens if you care to accompany me.”
“How long have you been watching me?” She asked, smiling but crossing her arms across her chest. Kai’s pale skin was turned pink in the sunlight, making him look like he had a healthy flush to him, and his hair shone like the wings of a raven as it soared through a summer sky, a black and blue lustre that she wanted to run her fingers through.
“Long enough to know that I’d rather watch you than the sunset.” He replied. “So, that walk?”
“I’ll meet you in the reception in five minutes.” She said. She already had a thin shawl draped around her shoulders but was barefoot.
She beat him down there and she waited by the reception desk. He made her startle again, she’d been watching the lift but he had taken the stairs. “Something is on your mind.” He said as he offered her his elbow. “What is the matter?”
“Nothing.” She shrugged before hooking her arm around his. “It’s so nice and… peaceful. I cannot believe it really.”
“Different to Paris.” Kai acknowledged. “It is quiet. I… kind of like it.”
“I think I would get bored if every day was like this, but it is nice.” There was a side door through into a restaurant, and then patio doors out into the hotel gardens. “I would get so much reading down at the very least.”
“I never thought I would hear you complain about too much reading.”
“No, not that. I don’t know. I think I am too used to things going wrong.” Kai sneezed as they passed a large lavender bush. Irene broke a twig of it off and tucked it into her pocket, knowing that it would make her wardrobe smell of the flowers. “I keep waiting for something to happen. I am tense and anxious because I am so used to things going wrong.”
“I know the feeling,” Kai said. There was a small fish pond and they stopped by it. Kai looked around before tugging her toward the shade underneath a large tree, where they’d only be found if someone was purposefully searching. “I want to relax, but the longer it stays quiet, the harder it gets.”
“Why do we miss people trying to murder us?” Irene sighed before wrapping her arms around his shoulders and rising to her tiptoes in order to kiss his cheek.
“Will anyone miss you soon?”
“No, I have the evening to myself.”
“Excellent.” She smiled. “I have you all evening then.”
“You can have me all night too.” He said with an almost cheeky smirk and a knowing look in his eyes. He tightly wrapped his arms around her middle and pulled her to his chest. “One day, we are both going to wake up and we won’t be waiting for the other shoe to drop. We’ll have days where nothing happens and we aren’t scared for when something does.”
“I want that.” She rested her forehead on his shoulder. “I want to be able to… I don’t want to always feel this massive weight on my shoulders that makes me ache to keep going when things are hard. I want to sleep and not have these nightmares. And I want you to make me jump, not because I am expecting assassins, but because you decided to surprise me.”
Kai pressed his lips to the top of her head. “One day, ‘Rene. I promise you all of that one day. And until then, I promise that I’ll be with you when it is assassins, to hold you when you have nightmares, and I am not half bad at massages, I am sure I can deal with the aches.”
Irene snorted, the sound muffled by his shirt. “That sounds like a proposal.”
“Would it be strange if it was?” She took a step back and looked up at him with wide eyes. “I know that we’d have to keep it a secret and that… if anyone found out we could both be in a lot of trouble, and I am not human but… we could come up with something.”
Irene’s lips were soft against his. One of her hands slid up the back of his neck and found a place in his hair as she pressed herself even closer. He could taste the cherry flavoured salve on her lips and smell the lavender in her pocket as he held her as tightly as she held him. He cupped her face, long fingers stroking over her cheeks and then down the lines of her jaw.
He pulled back a mere inch. “So, what do you say?”
“I don’t need it.” She said, shaking her head. “I need you and your promise, and not any bit of paper or shiny rings.” He smiled. “But if you want that, then yes.” He pulled her in for another kiss, pushing her back against the tree that hid the outpouring of emotions. His hands settled on her hips, keeping her pinned as he parted his lips against hers.
“I don’t need that either.” He said, voice a little rough. “I need you. That is all I need. A promise between just us.” He put two fingers underneath her chin and tilted her head back. “Your word and mine, the promise that we will get peace one day.”
“I promise,” Irene said. She felt a little breathless, heart thudding heavy in her chest. She could feel Kai’s too, beating almost in sync, so close together. She untangled her hand from his hair, and set it against his chest, feeling it underneath her fingertips, feeling the way that it was racing because of her. Racing for her. “I swear.”
“And I promise too.” He said, he ran his thumb below her lip, kiss swollen and parted slightly as she tried to catch her breath, drowning in his embrace but craving that sweet fate of his lips on hers again and a night in his arms. “If we ever don’t have to hide, we can maybe change our arrangement. But for now, this, and you, are absolutely perfect, and far more than I could ever ask for.”
When he kissed her it was hot and rough and just a little bit desperate as neither of them held back any emotion. Irene had never been any good with words, at least not when it came to those purveying to a softer side of her.
But she was good with actions.
And Kai didn’t need any words but her promise when he could feel the outpouring of love that she put into her actions. In the way that she grasped a fistful of his shirt above his heart, in the small, soft purring noise when he parted his lips against hers. In the whimpering noise that she made that night as he kissed his way down her body until they were both sweaty and exhausted and curled up against each other, clinging like the other person was the only solid thing in the world, and like something would rip them away if they weren’t careful.
Irene fell asleep with her head on Kai’s chest as her pillow, hair fanned out like a halo, his fingers running up and down her back and with a promise to fight the nightmares away.
‘Yours, always.’