😅😅😅I’m so happy to see you active today!! I love our blog so much, makes my day to see all do the cute stuff you write!! ❤️❤️ I was wondering, if it isn’t too late and you’re up for it, if you could write a Drabble about Lavi running away with his s/o to elope???? Thank you and have a wonderful day!! 😆😃👍
(Asdfghjkl hun you are so sweet, thank you so much! I’m glad we could make your day! Featuring one of my all time favorite gifs of my husband. *blows a kiss at the night sky* for Lavi.)
“This is crazy,” you gasped for the nth time since you had deserted your role as Exorcist with your lover and soon-to-be husband.
“A good crazy or a bad crazy?” Lavi Bookman chuckled, raising his eyebrow at you. Happiness twinkled in his eye, and you decided quietly to yourself, good crazy.
“Are you…sure about this?” This was another question you had kept asking. Lavi smiled in understanding and nodded, reaching over to grab your hand and raise it to his lips, placing a chaste kiss to your knuckles.
“Of course,” he said through a smile. “I should be asking you that. I’m not deserting my actual job–I’ll still be a Bookman–but you, on the other hand, don’t have that luxury. You know they’ll come after us, right?” His smile fell and his face became deadly serious.
“I know,” you gulped. You steeled yourself, pushing the nerves down–you had already made your decision, long ago. “I didn’t just rush into this blindly, you know that.”
“That’s my Y/N,” As if by magic, his grin had bounced back into place. “Clever as a fox, you are. Never one to rush into things without a plan.”
“Oh, hush, you,” you replied, feeling your own smile spreading. You reached over to lightly whack his arm with your free hand and he laughed, tugging you by your joined hands into his side. He released your hand and put his arm around your shoulders, holding you close. You could feel his lips against the top of your head as he placed a kiss there.
“I love you, you know that, right?” He asked softly.
“I know,” you echoed your earlier statement. “You said yourself, I’m a clever little fox, aren’t I?” You heard him let out a breathy chuckle. Your eyes softened. “I love you, too.”
“It’s not…traditional, nor conventional, for a Bookman to have any sort of family ties outside of the Clan, but,” He gently squeezed your shoulder. “We’ll make it work. I can’t wait to be able to call you my wife.”
“Of course, husband,” you replied, craning your head back to smile at him. “We’ll figure it out, together.”
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