#zeavrin

I think I read somewhere that Davrin was in his early 30s, so he and Zea are around the same age.

Even in the Au Zea isn't jealous presa... just very territorial. Though she's more likely to physically put herself in the way of someone trying to get Davrin's attention. Davrin is jealous and isn't shy about showing it either. Especially when her ex shows his face.

Neither of them had any plans to date, They both ended things with their respective partners around the same time. They didn't meet until a year later and Davrin pursued her.

Zea is a gift giver and loves spending time with her partners. The touching is still not her thing but Davrin loves touch and she's adjusting. With them both being fighters (Davrin was before he got hurt) spending time together is very important.

They are both bed hogs and though they each have their own blanket, one of them(Mainly Davrin) will wake up blanketless.

"Zea, I know you're pissed. That cunt cheated in the worst way and now you're here. She's already been stripped of her title and winnings. And she'll permanently banned from boxing and the like." Zea stayed silent. Listening while Davrin explained the outcome of her latest fight.

"Davrin." She interrupted. "My fighting is over." A sniffle penetrated the air, she still wouldn't meet his brown eyes. "I'm done."

"Hey. No you're not. This is…this is just another misstep. A wall. And we have climbed over walls before-"

"Do I look like I can climb over any fucking thing right now?" She hissed, head snapped in his direction. Sitting besides her hospital bed, eyes wet with tear streaks down her face. "Boxing was the one thing I was good at. I have nothing else without it. And you…" Tearing her gaze and hand away from him. "You deserve someone not broken with no future."

"Don't do that." Wrapping both his hands around both of hers. "You have been by my side through every dumb shit that's hit me. Burst pipes in my apartment. Taking Assan in, despite your place not allowing pets at the time, so I can deal with the fumigation the building was doing." The chair scraped the floor, briefly drowning out the beeping monitors. "Even you decking Saemus at the last charity. That was my moment that I knew. You would be there for me, no matter what." He let go of her hand, reaching for her face. Cupping her wet cheek, he lifted her face to peer into her violet-blues. "Let me be here for you. Where you go, I'm going, so jump and I'm jumping too."

"Davrin…I."

"You don't have to say anything. I love you, Zea. And I will be here for you. Since there is no me without you."

He pulled her closer, leaving a longing kiss on the back of her neck. Fingers intertwined as she pulled his hand to her lips, returning her own kiss. Their eyes locked when she turned to face him, the hazel in his eyes held tenderness and…sadness? Afraid to ask him for fear she already knew the answer. The next words to leave her lips surprised even her.

“Marry me.”

He shot up, eyes widened, confused and flabbergasted as he stared at her. The pounding of her heart thumped so hard she feared it would burst from her chest.

“Zea. I…”

Without another word he jumped out of bed. His long legs carried him across the room and out the door. Why had she blurted that? Cursing under her breath at her stupidity, she jumped from the bed to chase after him. Needing to apologize for bringing something like that up without having had a proper conversation. Her heart pounded with anxiety. He didn't seem upset, just caught off guard by the sudden proposal...She hoped   

Of course she wanted to marry him. With everything that's happened, it was even more uncertain how much time she had left and she wanted what little time was left embraced by him. It was something she had thought about after their second visit to the memorial gardens. The thought cemented itself even more with ever thrust of his hips against her when they consummated behind the lovers statue. Realizing in that moment that she wanted, more than anything, to be his. His wife. The thought had filled her with joyous jubilation.

First she had to fix her poor excuse of a proposal. He deserved better not something blurted out on a whim. Just as she reached the door, he busted back in panting. Little beads of sweet trickled down the side of his face as he combed his fingers through his hair. Thin sliver hairs exposed to the air through the open top button on his silk shirt.

“I…I had hoped to do this under different circumstances and be better prepared.” 

In his hand he held out a small green and gold velvet box. A soft gasp as a hand flew to cover her mouth. Eyes shot up to meet the tears that began to pool in his. Vision blurred as her own tears overflowed. He lowered himself in front of her to one knee.

“I confess, I had envisioned a different scene for this occasion. Us amidst the serene atmosphere of the memorial gardens, partaking in the finest wines and treats Nevarra had to offer. I intended to shower you with kisses and words of admiration and how that indomitable spirit of yours captivates my affections.”  

Reaching for her hand, she grasped his before he could fully extend his arm. Dropping to her knees, eyes locked with his hazel tears filled eyes.

“I had not grasped how lonely the course my life had taken, until you entered it. You regarded my necromance with respect and understanding that none outside Nevarra has ever done,” Tears broke through, cascading down his cheeks. “Your tolerance of my fear. The strength in your sacrifice, being one who willingly curtailed your own life for the sake of others-”

A single one of his fingers pressed to Zeas lips as she opened her mouth to interrupt him.

“Even if it wasn’t your choice.” A soft smile that reached his eyes caused his crow’s feet to scrunch.

Nodding her head as her eyes casted down. Moving his hand to her chin, gently pushed up until she gazed upon him. Red eyed and filled with warmth and endearment.

“Your quick tongue was always faster than that keen mind. Yet, always able to admit when wrong. I will regret for the rest of my days that unfortunate spat we shared.. Yet, it was in the very moment of your absence that the conviction took root within me.”

Removing the ring from its box, a black band with an emerald stone in the center, little blue stones on each side. Grasping her hand the ring hoovered just over her finger tip.

“You have given me more than I could have ever dreamed in a hundred lifetimes. I once told you ‘come what may, my desire is to spend the rest of my life by your side,’ and I intend to do so. Zea Thorne, would you grant me the honor of becoming my wife?”

Zea stared at him. Every muscle in her body screamed to jump at him. Capture his lips and fuck him sensless. Instead she took a deep breath and nodded her head vigorously. 

“Yes, Emmrich. Yes.” 

As soon as the ring slipped on her finger she wrapped her arms around his neck, toppling them both over until he was flat on his back. Her mouth collided with his, a hand cupping his tear stricken cheek as his arms snaked around her waist. Tightly embracing her, deepening their kiss.

Their kiss was broken by the curious hiss coming from beside them. She glanced towards Manfred and back to her necromancer, a roguish grin stretched across her face. 

“Is that big chair still near the fireplace?”

“Yes?” Puzzled by her question.