Felix watches understanding dawn on Sylvain's face, and for the first time since the rain started to fall, he feels his insides twist up with apprehension. It's one thing to cast aside his inhibitions and decide he's going to take the plunge. It's another entirely to barrel straight past the point of no return and then wait. Waiting is one of Felix's least favorite things to begin with; at a time like this, it's nearly unbearable, even if it's only a few seconds. Too late to take it back if Sylvain hates the idea. And what if he does? What if--
But then Sylvain takes the dagger, and he smiles.
Felix has seen every kind of smile Sylvain has. False ones, meaningless ones, warm ones, soft ones, the wicked grins and the outright laughter. But it's so rare, especially ever since the academy, to see a smile like this, radiant and simple and full of pure happiness, and it might be the most beautiful thing Felix has ever seen in his life. Even he can't find a way to convince himself this is any kind of negative reaction, and he's suddenly full of a strange, buzzing energy that translates to a kind of intense focus, as he meets Sylvain's gaze and tries to hold the eye contact for once.
"I am." He opens his mouth again to say more, but pauses when he realizes he has no idea whatsoever what else to say. "...I...um..." His gaze starts to waver as he becomes more uncertain, but--
--no, wait, he's got it. He reaches out to grab Sylvain's free hand. "Sylvain, I want to make you another promise. One that goes beyond our deaths. I don't...I don't ever want to find out what being without you would do to me, even in the afterlife or with the Goddess or whatever. And I'll never abandon you. I swear it. So yes. Marry me. Please."
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But then Sylvain takes the dagger, and he smiles.
Felix has seen every kind of smile Sylvain has. False ones, meaningless ones, warm ones, soft ones, the wicked grins and the outright laughter. But it's so rare, especially ever since the academy, to see a smile like this, radiant and simple and full of pure happiness, and it might be the most beautiful thing Felix has ever seen in his life. Even he can't find a way to convince himself this is any kind of negative reaction, and he's suddenly full of a strange, buzzing energy that translates to a kind of intense focus, as he meets Sylvain's gaze and tries to hold the eye contact for once.
"I am." He opens his mouth again to say more, but pauses when he realizes he has no idea whatsoever what else to say. "...I...um..." His gaze starts to waver as he becomes more uncertain, but--
--no, wait, he's got it. He reaches out to grab Sylvain's free hand. "Sylvain, I want to make you another promise. One that goes beyond our deaths. I don't...I don't ever want to find out what being without you would do to me, even in the afterlife or with the Goddess or whatever. And I'll never abandon you. I swear it. So yes. Marry me. Please."