A Devotion Between Two
Chapter 1: What is their favorite photo of them two together?
A petite woman with shoulder length blonde hair is easing herself into a hot bath. Her pale skin flushed with the heat of the water. Her off yellow hair clinging to her damp skin.
She sighed as the heat overcame her tensed muscles and attempted to chase away her fatigue.
"I am not going with you to train with those little spitfires for at least two months" She groaned out, as she sunk lower into the water. She dipped her head into the water, with her head submerged the sounds of the world above was muffled. She could hear a voice sounding in the bathroom, the deep voice was distorted through the water.
She pulled her head from the warm water, her cheeks now flushed and rosey. Her head turned to see a man clad in only training pants. His long silver hair that was once braided tightly for training was loose and his silky hair was slipping out due to his layers in a few places.
"Fine, fine. I won't make you, they do love you though.. They get tired of me kicking their asses sometimes" He joked as he attempted to release his hair, he looked up to the woman in the tub from the mirror. A smile creeping onto his lips, they met eyes through the mirror.
The small woman blushed and covered herself, an attempt at modesty. He only smiled more, her face now flushed for other reasons that the water.
"Namine, we have been married for nearly a year" The silvernette said as he only made his hair more tangled. She looked up a him and only blushed more, the redness creeping to her neck.
"My darling wife is too modest" He said simply and he dropped the clothing he had left and sat across from her in the bathtub.
"Riku!" She yelled out as he hijacked her bathtub, he caused the water to overflow and spill onto the floor. His long silver hair still tangled grew more grey as water climbed up it. His tall form barely fit in the bathtub let alone with his wife in there with him.
Despite Namine's complaints the couple ended with Namine between Riku's legs as he massaged her shoulders.
"We are only three months away from being married for a year" Riku said softly with a soft kiss to her head.
Namine felt the smile creep onto her face, they had been together for a long time. Riku had been the only person she had ever looked at in a special way.
She turned her head and flashed a smile at him.
She looked at his unruly hair and couldn't hold back a laugh, he rolled his eyes.
"Can you please fix it?" He asked softly, as his fingers drew lazy circles on his skin. She shivered and nodded, turning to face him. Her small frame folding to sit on her legs, giving her husband quite the view. Oh how he enjoyed the view.
Namine's small hands pulled Riku's braid over his shoulder, his long silver hair was glorious in her eyes. She put some conditioner into her hands and worked it through his hair. When she was finished his hair was pooling in the water sleek and straight.
While she was releasing his hair, Riku's hands had started to wander his on his small wife. Caressing her narrow shoulders, her thin neck, perky breasts, but his hands finished by slowly racking over her cheeks. A calm look in his eyes.
She returned the gesture by her hands ranking through his hair pulling his bangs back from his face.
He leaned in and captured her lips gentle, he swiftly pulled her fully towards him. Her small body pressed against his, his favorite thing.
The evening was spent with the couple wrapped up in one another, th sound of splashing water their only give away. When the couple retired to bed the bathroom floor was covered in soapy water not that Namine would complain too much over it.
Sleep eluded the blonde as she laid in her bed, her husband sleeping soundly next to her. One arm wrapped around his wife the other under his head.
Namine could only look at Riku and smile. This had been an occasional occurrence for the blonde, she would be too content to sleep.
She knew it was sappy, but it was true. She had never expected her life to be as it was. Her hand absently went to wrap around Riku's as she pondered what her life could have been.
Her husband was loving and gentle, but she remembered a time when she had only known him as a soldier. A man that didn't do personal interaction beyond necessity.
Her eyes trailed around their bedroom, the white wall ahead of their bed was covered in pictures from their life together. Pictures with friends, family, and loved ones.
Her eyes lingered on the center picture the longest. Their wedding picture.
She didn't fight the smile that naturally appeared on her lips. All the frames were sleek black except for that frame which was silver.
The picture captured one of Namine's happiest moments, the day she was finally tied to Riku in every way physically and legal.
Her hair had been much shorts and had hovered over her shoulders, it had also been the first time she had worn makeup. She found she hated it.
The image was from the first dance as a married couple, Riku being so much taller than Namine he let her stand on his shoes. She found it childish but Riku had demanded.
The image was captured when Namine was laughing and Riku was looking at her with so much love and admiration. He was entranced by her, and he still was.
Namine's heart warms at the memory, she leans into her husbands embrace all the more.
Her life was full of bliss, but god had it taken a long time to get there.
This was only the beginning of their life together.
Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts and all characters are not owned by Chrome Kingdom.
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Next : Chapter Two: Who calms the other down when the other has a nightmare?