You and Kronii are taking a walk in the local park. The nice feeling of the Autumn breeze on your skin helping the both of you take your mind off of recent problems,
It's been 2 years and 6 months since the Mistress of Time, Ouro Kronii, popped into your life.
3 days prior the two of you had a serious fight. You had discovered that Kronii was pregnant, something that you been reassured was impossible.
You remember how often Kronii would wax poetically about the pitfalls of childbirth and motherhood, giving excuses upon excuses why she'd make a terrible parent.
You had accepted that, you were content with just being lovers. So the fact she suddenly changed her mind when you impregnated her irked you. You were basically forced to make a choice.
No, you weren't, you were just stressing over being a father.
A flight of pigeons flee your approach, revealing a bench that had been hidden under their feathery mass. It was surprisingly free of bird droppings.
Kronii and you wordlessly take a seat, a small but significant gap between the two of you.
You're not sure how frayed your relationship was, the two of you still talked, but it felt hollow and robotic.
You look at her, she's wearing a egg white sweater and a long skirt. Her neck protected by a cashmere scarf and on her head a woolen cap.
You remember parts of her outfit, back in Christmas.
She made an effort not to look directly at you, her eyes were a little puffy. You knew she was crying.
You move a little closer, closing the gap.
She doesn't notice, or made it known that she did.
Your hands are in your pocket, you're playing with something.
You take out a single hand, slowly and methodically moving it towards Kronii's hand.
She doesn't resist when it's in your grasp.
They were so dainty and so soft. These small hands of hers. You play with her fingers, feeling the brush of her skin against your fingertips. Her nails were clean and deprived of color.
You bring her hand towards your mouth, giving it a deep and passionate kiss on the back.
"I'm sorry." You say with a heavy and wavy voice.
Those words were enough.
Kronii's stoic façade collapses in a heap, her face transforms into a sobbing mess.
You wrap an arm around her, embracing her. You kiss her on the cheek continuously.
"I-I'm sorry too." She blubbers out, her voice is phlegmy and watery.
The two of you just sit there, she in your arms, quietly crying away all of the pent up stress and frustration she had against you these past three days.
When you're sure she's calmed down you begin to speak again.
"I've been thinking these past three days, you know. Trying to figure out how this would work." You say slowly and precisely, you rehearsed this over and over in your head before you took her here.
Her blue runny eyes look at you, waiting for you to finish.
You've already messed up, you forgot the rest of it, an hour of rote memorization wasted.
Fuck it.
Your hand goes back into the pocket, you take out the thing that you were unconsciously playing with.
It was a small silver ring, set on it was a gemstone.
Kronii's gemstone.
After the fight it started to lose it's light and luster, developing spider cracks in it's otherwise pristine surface. It was a sign that your relationship with Kronii was in jeopardy.
You had to fix it.
Kronii just stares at it, her eyes widening in dawning realization at what it was.
"You're such a fucking liar, you said that being a mom was a drag. You said you didn't want kids." You're not pulling your punches, you're gonna give her your piece of mind.
"If you're gonna keep on talking shit, you might as well go all the way and become my wife." That was it, the thing you wanted to say ever since you met her.
She's silent, stunned. The breath in her dead in her throat.
Then her eyes squint, a flood of tears escaping. A hand is at her mouth, she's making the ugliest sobbing sounds you've ever heard.
You insert the ring into her finger, it was a perfect fit.
Her head is on your chest, she's lost the strength to even lift her head.
You are then surprised by a sudden force, Kronii pulls down your collar. She shoves her tongue into your mouth.
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Pub: 16 Sep 2021 13:24 UTC
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