-- some way, always be an us. I say it that way, because it's easier than saying we'll fall apart again before falling together, and watching the flicker of hurt that I bet would pass, as quick as the speed of sound, across her features; a rumpling of brows, the --

-- downward twitch of her lips, a shadowing under her eyes, and just like that she'd whisk it away. Spinning Daphne Greengrass. in my grasp, lips lay gently to her forehead, before pressing her lips in just the same way. "Because, no matter how fickle we may be, it would --

-- still be there. It could be anywhere of your choosing, even, Darling. A place that's ours; not a hotel room others have used, and not a place that others can just waltz into for business.. I'm not opposed to the Rosewood, don't get me wrong. I still favour the place, and --

-- the staff. This is just an alternative for you to think about, Daphne Greengrass.." Earnest when I say it, and even offering her the time to really sit on it, eyes dance between hers before my lips tilt just subtly at the corners. I haven't forgotten the fight we had, --

-- and everything it entails. I haven't neglected to remember what had upset Daphne Greengrass. so. I just know that, within time, she will whisk off to brother-in-law's, and rather than duking it out and making up later, I rather offer her a gentle moment and makeup later. --

-- Some might say that I like fighting. Some might even say that I ::love:: it. A rare few would preach that Daphne Greengrass. and I have gone a few brutal rounds for the books too, and they'd all be right, but she's my least favourite person to fight.

Wide smile embellishing the whites of my teeth with all of Daphne Greengrass.'s doting and sweet sentiments, I can't deny the warmth in my bones or the flutter in my chest when she ::agrees::. Part of me never expected her to agree in this moment, and it's why I'd --

-- so readily told her to take some time and think about it. Daphne Greengrass. knows more than most, though, that if she had taken the time and refused to give me a yes or no, I would have gone out and got a place regardless. I would have swallowed my pride and ghosted --

-- ∂яα¢σ мαℓfσу.'s doorstep to draw Daphne Greengrass. out. I would have taken her on a date, and then surprised her by gracing the doorstep of our place and letting her slip inside to venture the space for herself. With her approval, though? I know exactly how I will --

-- spend each free moment I have. Daphne Greengrass. probably does, too. Spending each and every second I can spare, I'll delve into the real estate market and scour each place. I'll find the ::perfect:: one; one with a view of a garden, and a sidewalk to venture out onto, a --

-- patio, and sitting room with a fire place for Daphne Greengrass. to read by when she feels the desire to. This? This, I can do without fucking up. Dipping enough to catch #Daphne at the chin, I press my lips to hers before standing. "I won't let you down, then, --

-- Daphne Greengrass.. If you're willing to be impulsive, I will ::not:: disappoint you."

[[Offering Daphne Greengrass. something of a grin when she frames my face, I stand straight with a silent sigh as she slips away to find her things, explaining how she must go. If I had it my way? We'd bring all of her boxes back, and she wouldn't disappear and hide herself away --

-- in the #MalfoyManor. If I had it ::my:: way, Daphne Greengrass. would already be living with me, and would have been living with me for ages. Ah, but things happen and there's a timeline that we were predestined to be on. We'll get there, I'm sure of it. I just have to --

-- practice the patience that I so, very rarely have. Watching as Daphne Greengrass. slips away and beckons me with a look over her shoulder, I chuckle lowly and stride forth, unperturbed by the slight chill that sweeps in off the balconies open window. Ghosting up behind --

-- Daphne Greengrass., fingers smooth over her shoulder to settle the straps to her bra, before they work quickly and efficiently to latch each hook into place. Dipping once to repeat a motion I'd practiced only moments ago, a simple kiss is placed upon her shoulder before --

-- I step back and plead innocent with the simple lift of hands. Teeth bright against my crooked smile, I'm the next one to find and step into briefs that I'd been wearing hours prior, otherwise taking to a seat at the edge of the bed. "Shall I get dressed and metaphorically --

-- see you off then, Mon Trésor?" Questioning, my eyes drop to the scattered remains of my clothes, pondering if Daphne Greengrass. wishes for me to dress and leave as and when she does. As it seems, I have ::new:: business to attend to, and I've already sworn not to --

-- disappoint Daphne Greengrass. on this matter.

Vainful. Painful. Disdainful. The list goes on.