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❛ –Oh! ❜ A short-lived gasp falls from her lips as Diana pulls her close. For someone who held her composure in the very worst of life-or-death situations with deceptive finesse, it’s almost comic that this sudden display of affection should cause her to start like this. Perhaps this is because for the first time in a very long time, her heart is light as a cloud. Beating a lively beat, like butterfly wings that sway and thrive on metaphors of love. For the first time since childhood, her mind is a vision of springtime, of new birth and potential.
They would have to find the supposed fanatic first, of course, but–
Diana pulls away quickly, as if sensing her embarrassment– a perceptive assessment, considering Akane’s cheeks are bright pink. Afterwards, their eyes are simultaneously drawn to the ring on Akane’s finger. The reason Diana hugged her must have been…
The ring is a symbol of the future she carried with her out of the bunker– undoubtably a reason to celebrate. The decision game had unlocked some of their darkest thoughts, created gruesome scenes to fuel nightmares for a lifetime… but somehow they had still found some form of happiness amidst it all.
Diana is truly kind to notice and support that joy.
However… despite all of this, she cannot lose herself to the bashful girl in love until they know that their future is truly secure. Blinking rapidly, fumbling for balance, Akane can at least manage a smile in return.
❛ So, you noticed. ❜ Indulgently, she tilts her hand so the ring can catch the light and sparkle. Though an unmistakable fondness creases her eyes, the voice of reason persists and inevitably comes out. ❛ But… we still have a lot to do before we can make it official. ❜
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