It's like a glimmer of a memory, shinier and brighter than any star, and when he lays his hand on the necklace, it's almost like he can feel the warmth of her hands when Yona held it before she gifted it to him, it's like a hidden comfort, a gem that's brighter than he's ever known. It makes him warm to hold on to it, and makes him warm to just look at it.
Yona had went to the market and picked out a gift for him, one to give Hak strength, and with it, she'd given him more than strength, an almost confidence, a gentle reassurance, brighter than the stars in the sky hope. She'd given him so much more than he ever expected.
Gifts are one thing, but a gift like this is another. It's stunning to just hold in his hands, to feel the way the gem is perfectly imperfect and think of the wonderful woman that gave it to him. And now, he truly does know that with the gift, there's an even better one, one even more infinitely precious.
And when he looks away, and looks back up at his wife, he sees her bright smile, the way her red hair frames her face and falls down, like a halo and a waterfall all at once. The gentle way she smiles just makes him feel safe and warm and all at home. And Hak can barely believe it, as he reaches out a hand to take hers in his. To just feel her this close and this warm beside him.
And he's happy right here with her.
