Title: Will you?
Paring: Buffy / Willow
Rating: K+
Summary: Cold nights, warm hearts.
Disclaimer: Don't own them. Not making any money from them
A/N: All mistakes are my own. Feedback, positive or otherwise is greatly appreciated.
In a not so familiar town on a not so familiar street, there are two figures happily traipsing through empty snow-covered streets in a way that only people who've never really been around snow can. Both are beautiful and strong and capable in their own way. Both have finally found the peace and love they deserve. And both are finally truly happy.
"Hey Will?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you remember the first time I told you I love you…in the hot and sweaty way?"
"Of course…how could I forget? You were so nervous and stutter-y…it was kind of hot."
"Funny" The blonde deadpanned.
"Sexy"
After wandered playfully for another block the shorter woman continues with her train of thought. "I still do, you know."
"I know."
"And I always will."
"I know."
"In sickness and in health."
The wicca giggled, wondering if it's the cold that's making her girlfriend act so weird. "Buffy…?"
"On a hellmouth or in paradise." Not caring about the foot of snow covering the ground, the slayer got down on one knee while pulling the tell-tale black box from her coat pocket with a slight shake for her hand.. "From the moment man took its first breath till the sun collapses on itself."
"Oh goddess…Buffy?"
Taking in one deep breath while looking up at her future she uttered softly, "Will you?"
With glistening eyes full of surprise and love the redhead and do little more then nod before falling to her knees and wrapping her arms around her past, present and future. "I will…forever."