Magenta walked down the hall, fighting her tears until she knocked on Riff's bedroom door.
"It's me." She said as he quickly opened it. She hid her feelings so well, but he was the only person that could take a look in her eyes and know exactly what she was feeling. He extended his arms out as she rushed in them. Wrapping her arms around his waist. Her face fell into his shoulder as he held her tightly. He felt the moisture of her tears on the bare skin of his shoulder. He brought a hand up to her hair and began to stroke her hair gently.
"I love you, dear sister." He said as he lifted her face up to his lips. Their sweet kiss turned into a passionate one.
"I love you too..." She weakly smiled with tears in her eyes. She felt his back some more as she realized something new. She turned him around to find fresh bloody whip wounds on his back. "Not again..." She said pulling him into another tight hug never wanting to let him go.
"I'm afraid so..." He said wrapping his arms around her as well. She began kissing his shoulder tenderly, as he untied her apron from behind her and threw it off. She looked up at him.
"The only place you're domestic to is my heart." He told her as she smiled at his almost too cheesy remark. But to them it wasn't cheesy, he meant every word he told her.
She pulled his face to hers and kissed him romantically. "I love you" was the only thing she could think of saying.