all of the time in the world

[sucha_radical]

from here

Melchior knelt next to Wendla, his hands in hers. He'd just told her he might love her and he meant it.

"Truly, Wendla," Melchior told her sincerely, siting up on his knees. "I know we're young, but what is age if not a number? We've both seen so much and grown in the time we've spent here. I know that when I imaging my future and my life

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[girlin_bloom]

"You mean? I... us? And... if we, if I happen to again, later..."

[sucha_radical]

"Wendla, if we were both of an age that we could take care of a child, I would have no qualms about it at all," Melchior replied honestly, squeezing her hands.

[girlin_bloom]

Wendla beamed and leaned down to kiss him in return for that.

"I think I love you too, Melchi."

[sucha_radical]

Melchior looked up at her brightly, a wide smile spreading across his face.

"Yes?" he asked, feeling more vulnerable than he had in quite some time. "You are so good to me, Wendla."