Bespoke-Low

~Ghastly's POV~

"W-W-What?" Ghastly stuttered. He never found himself to have stuttered before, this was the first. Tanith's hazel eyes were glittering and Ghastly could see just how fast her heart was racing. That beautiful smile was playing on her lips, but Ghastly found himself to be in shock, rather than smiling. Tanith nodded.

"Marry me." She said again. He watched as swirls of blue tears dripped from her eyes. He couldn't help himself. Before Tanith could say another word, he was at her, his hands gripping her face, his lips smashing against hers. He felt Tanith press herself into him, her lips still playing that smile. Ghastly pulled slightly away, letting Tanith rest her forehead on his. Their breathing had become rapid and Ghastly still had his hands around her face. Tanith's hands found Ghastly's face, and she stroked her thumbs across his scarred cheeks. She smiled as Ghastly pressed his face into one of her hands. She glanced over his shoulder and looked back at him.

"Looks like you have some clientele." She said, and Ghastly turned his head to see a red haired woman walking toward the tailors' with a tall, dark haired man. He looked back at her and glowered, but kissed her again. "I'll be upstairs." She said, and left him stood in the shop. He couldn't help but smile, and he turned around as the shop door opened.

~Tanith POV~

Tanith left Ghastly to his customers in the shop and wandered off up stairs. That beautiful smile wouldn't leave her face, even when she tried to force it to. She walked into his bedroom, unbuttoning her tunic and her trousers, whilst kicking off her boots. She draped her clothes over the armchair in one of the corners of the bedroom, and brushed a hand through her tousled hair as she walked to the bathroom. She let her hair fall behind her back as she removed her underwear, taking a towel over to the shower with her. Her hair was knotted and Ghastly didn't own any shampoo, since he had no hair to wash himself. The water poured onto her and she held her head back and let it wash over her face. She ran her hands over her arms and back, cracking her neck as the water splashed onto it. Her hand ran across her chest, her fingers running through the deep scar that Sanguine had left. Her arms were still slashed, but her skin was still perfectly soft. She raised a finger to her lip where Sanguine had cut it open. Nye had managed to heal her knees and broken leg without leaving a mark, but she knew the other scars were going to stay with her forever. She closed her eyes, scrunching them shut, and opening them again, letting the water wash away the memories of that night. Tanith still feared that it would happen to her again, even though she knew Darquesse had killed him for killing her. There was no way he was coming back, and even if he did, Ghastly had promised to protect her for the rest of her life.

Ghastly.

Her lips found that smile once again as she realised she was the future Mrs. Bespoke. It still sounded awfully peculiar in her head to be titled Mrs, but she knew if she were to be married to anyone, it would of course be him. Tanith tilted her head in thought, as she wondered if she'd keep her own last name, as well as having his.

Bespoke-Low. She thought. Yeah.

She placed her hands on the tiles in the shower, imagining her finger with a ring on it. She couldn't help but smile.

~Ghastly POV~

Ghastly shook hands with both of his clients after handing them their suits and saying his goodbyes. He locked the door to the shop and switched off the lights, heading into the back room and shutting the door behind him. His smile reappeared on his face as he heard the shower running and he climbed the stairs. He entered his bedroom and saw Tanith's clothes draped over the armchair, her boots beside the bed. He pulled off his tie and took off his shoes and shirt. He arched his back and stretched out and headed over to the bathroom. He noticed that the door wasn't properly shut and he lightly pushed it open. Steam surrounded the room, but he glanced down to see Tanith's underwear on the floor. He looked back up and saw Tanith standing in the shower with her back to him. He could see her fingers appearing over her shoulders and her head tilted back as the water splashed onto her face. Ghastly walked over to the shower and stepped in, but Tanith didn't turn around. He grinned and ran his hands over her shoulders and down her back. He pressed himself into her and she tilted her head, as Ghastly leaned in and gently kissed her neck. Ghastly's hands ran down her arms and wrapped around her waist as he continued to kiss her. Tanith turned her head and her eyes met his. They were both smiling. Tanith turned fully and her hands reached out his neck, as Ghastly kept his at her waist. Tanith reached up and pressed her lips against his and Ghastly moved into her. Tanith pulled back as the water rained down on them both, and she ran her hands down from Ghastly's neck onto his broad chest.

"So beautiful." She whispered as she gazed back up at him. Ghastly smiled as his hand ran through her hair. Her hands ran down to his waist and Ghastly kissed her as she unbuttoned his trousers.

The water had completely drenched Ghastly's bed, but he didn't mind, Tanith was in his arms again and that was all he cared about. Their skin had dried but Tanith's hair was still soaked. Most of the pillows and the duvet were on the floor, but the two of them laid perfectly together on his bed. Her leg was wrapped around his as her body was pressed into him, her hand on his chest. Ghastly lightly ran his hand across Tanith's back, his eyes not leaving her. She was sleeping, for the first time in a long time, peacefully.

The future Mrs. Bespoke. Ghastly thought to himself. I never imagined she'd be quite so..Tanith.

He grinned at himself. Tanith moved slightly and Ghastly remained still. She mumbled a little and her eyes fluttered open as she stretched out. Ghastly ran his fingers through her hair and she gripped his chest. She adjusted her leg slightly and glanced up at him. Tanith sat up slightly and Ghastly watched as her eyes scanned the room. She raised her eyebrows.

"Wow." She said, and Ghastly tilted his head. "This place is a mess." Ghastly grinned. The pillows and the bedcovers were sprawled out across the floor and the armchair had toppled over. Tanith's clothes had been thrown across the room and the desk in the corner had collapsed on one side.

"I think we broke a few things in the bathroom too." Ghastly added. Tanith looked back at him and grinned, resting her head on his chest again. He kissed her forehead and she smiled, running her fingertips through his scars. Ghastly moved from underneath her, getting up from the bed and wrapping a sheet around the lower half of his body. Tanith sat up, wrapping a separate sheet around herself. She watched as Ghastly rummaged around in the drawers across the room. He turned around, holding what seemed to be a blue, velvet box. Ghastly smiled and Tanith bit her lip as he walked back over to her. Tanith swung her legs over the side of the bed, holding the sheet up over her chest. Ghastly knelt down in front of her and Tanith couldn't help but smile. He opened the case and Tanith gasped at the ring that sat in the cushion inside. It was in the shape of an oval, with diamonds filling it and there was a small bird engraved in the middle. Tanith held a hand over her mouth and looked back at Ghastly, who was still grinning.

"This was my mothers." He said. "My father had it specially made for her."

"It's beautiful." Tanith whispered.

"Tanith Low," he began. "Would you do me the most extraordinary honour, of marrying me?" Tanith removed her hand from her mouth, revealing that beautiful, teeth baring smile. She couldn't help but giggle as her head nodded uncontrollably.

"Yes." She finally said. Ghastly took the ring from the box and slid it onto her finger. Tanith reached for Ghastly's face and kissed him, as Ghastly rose up to her. Her sheet unravelled from around her body and Ghastly held her waist, as his sheet fell from his body. Ghastly moved to her neck and kissed it as Tanith laughed, her hands caressing his beautiful, muscular body.