"I don't disgust you?" Quatre whispered after a while. "You're not scared?"
Adia smiled faintly, and her eyes sparkled with unshed tears. "Quatre, if I lost my sight again right now, the only thing I would regret would be me being unable to see you again. You're so beautiful to me," she whispered, cupping his face in her hands and pressing her forehead to his. "But the person I fell in love with wasn't the person I could see; I fell in love with the person I could hear. Even if you were deformed, I would still love you." The tears began to run down her cheeks, but her eyes twinkled. "You once asked you if loving me wasn't enough. Isn't me loving me you enough reason?"
Quatre was crying too, and she realised how upset he was about all that he had done. She smiled again when she thought of him, lying asleep. She moved him until his head rested in her lap, and she smoothed his forehead, stroking his untidy hair till he fell to sleep again, dozing lightly. Her hand kept moving, and she smiled as a snatch of song came into her head.
"I think I loved you before I met you, I think I dreamed you into life…"
She sung gently, and watched him sleep, not noticing as the door opened quietly and one of Quatre's sisters looked in.
Quickly, she pulled away from the door, shutting it again. It had been such a pretty picture, and she hadn't wanted to spoil it.
^^^
Finally, Christmas rolled around, and Christmas Eve found Adia and Quatre sitting in the near dark, with only the fairy lights on the tree to shine gently, twinkling their message of warmth. It was so nice just to sit, looking out at the abundant snow. It was shining and glinting in the gathering darkness, the packed crystals reflecting the last of the day's light, pockets of shadow highlighting their footprints. They were wrapped in a huge blanket together, their clothes creased as they sat, but neither of them noticed or cared.
"Adia?"
She turned to look at him, smiling as she did. His sandy hair was ruffled, and his cheeks were still rosy from the cold outside. "Yeah?"
"I know it's not Christmas, but I wanted to give you your present now."
"That's alright," she told him, hugging Quatre around the neck. "Nothing you do could upset me today."
"Well, it's only small, but-" he pulled a small wrapped box from his pocket. "All I want for Christmas is you." He smiled shyly.
She gasped as the box opened to show a silvery ring, the polished surfaces of the small white diamond sparkling warmly in the soft glow from the tree. "Quat, it's beautiful! But, wait a minute," she grinned now, and kissed him quickly. "Does that mean I can keep the present I got you?"
Quatre looked at her, asking the unsaid question with his eyes. The grin changed into a wide beam, her face lighting up and eyes glowing with happiness. "Of course I will!" she cried, and kissed him again, snuggling close and sighing as he gently slipped the white gold token onto her slender finger. "Christmas is so beautiful with you," she whispered, admiring the sparkling engagement ring. She looked up as he smiled happily, then he held her close against his chest and they watched the artificial snow fall gently in the darkness beyond the frosted window pane.
"I think I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I formed your voice from angel song,
In the heaven of my mind.
Your face was forged in paradise,
by able hands of light,
and the warmth that glows within you
fills my world tonight."
Adia smiled faintly, and her eyes sparkled with unshed tears. "Quatre, if I lost my sight again right now, the only thing I would regret would be me being unable to see you again. You're so beautiful to me," she whispered, cupping his face in her hands and pressing her forehead to his. "But the person I fell in love with wasn't the person I could see; I fell in love with the person I could hear. Even if you were deformed, I would still love you." The tears began to run down her cheeks, but her eyes twinkled. "You once asked you if loving me wasn't enough. Isn't me loving me you enough reason?"
Quatre was crying too, and she realised how upset he was about all that he had done. She smiled again when she thought of him, lying asleep. She moved him until his head rested in her lap, and she smoothed his forehead, stroking his untidy hair till he fell to sleep again, dozing lightly. Her hand kept moving, and she smiled as a snatch of song came into her head.
"I think I loved you before I met you, I think I dreamed you into life…"
She sung gently, and watched him sleep, not noticing as the door opened quietly and one of Quatre's sisters looked in.
Quickly, she pulled away from the door, shutting it again. It had been such a pretty picture, and she hadn't wanted to spoil it.
^^^
Finally, Christmas rolled around, and Christmas Eve found Adia and Quatre sitting in the near dark, with only the fairy lights on the tree to shine gently, twinkling their message of warmth. It was so nice just to sit, looking out at the abundant snow. It was shining and glinting in the gathering darkness, the packed crystals reflecting the last of the day's light, pockets of shadow highlighting their footprints. They were wrapped in a huge blanket together, their clothes creased as they sat, but neither of them noticed or cared.
"Adia?"
She turned to look at him, smiling as she did. His sandy hair was ruffled, and his cheeks were still rosy from the cold outside. "Yeah?"
"I know it's not Christmas, but I wanted to give you your present now."
"That's alright," she told him, hugging Quatre around the neck. "Nothing you do could upset me today."
"Well, it's only small, but-" he pulled a small wrapped box from his pocket. "All I want for Christmas is you." He smiled shyly.
She gasped as the box opened to show a silvery ring, the polished surfaces of the small white diamond sparkling warmly in the soft glow from the tree. "Quat, it's beautiful! But, wait a minute," she grinned now, and kissed him quickly. "Does that mean I can keep the present I got you?"
Quatre looked at her, asking the unsaid question with his eyes. The grin changed into a wide beam, her face lighting up and eyes glowing with happiness. "Of course I will!" she cried, and kissed him again, snuggling close and sighing as he gently slipped the white gold token onto her slender finger. "Christmas is so beautiful with you," she whispered, admiring the sparkling engagement ring. She looked up as he smiled happily, then he held her close against his chest and they watched the artificial snow fall gently in the darkness beyond the frosted window pane.
"I think I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I formed your voice from angel song,
In the heaven of my mind.
Your face was forged in paradise,
by able hands of light,
and the warmth that glows within you
fills my world tonight."