Sarah folded her arms the best she could and stared at Jareth. "You were perfectly fine when you left. When you didn't come back, well..." She unfolded her arms and picked at the dress of her skirt.
"Well?" Jareth raised an eyebrow in her direction and walked forward, approaching her with silence.
"You leave me, and..." Sarah shut up, thinking about the situation, and if she really had the guts to do this. "I really shouldn't like you, but..."
Before Jareth could blink, Sarah stood up, stepped forward, and kissed him quickly.
Jareth reached out to her, grabbing her upper arms, and yanked Sarah back. "Sarah, what do you want? I offered you your dreams. I offered you everything you wanted. And you rejected me."
Sarah growled and yanked out of his grip. "Geez. I'm willing to humiliate myself and you reject me? Thought you would be gloating at me, seeing as I'm putting my own feelings on the line here."
She stepped back and sat back down, Jareth staring at her, his anger having faded at the kiss. Maybe there was hope after all... A thought that crossed both their minds.
Jareth walked closer to her, leaned over and whispered into her ear. "Do you want me?"
Sarah nodded.
"Do you love me?"
Another nod.
"Sarah, my love, may I be yours?"
One final nod.
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I lost muse for this story. I apologise for this. I'll be writing a new JnS fanfic when I've finished my current volunteer shift work.