We're Falling Apart to Halftime (Request Only; E/T)

Aurora laughed, nuzzling into his chest, smiling wide. "This works for me."

Glyndwr squeezed Aurora momentarily. "D'you wanna go sit outside somewhere, maybe?"

She grinned, looking up, eyes twinkling. "If you want to?"

"Wouldn't suggest it otherwise," Glyndwr replied. He took one of Aurora's hands and started walking towards the exit of the hall.

She smiled, walking close beside him, eyes alight and seeming to starve for stimulus.

Once out of the hall and in the open air Glyndwr crouched down and swiftly lifted Aurora bridal style. "Those heels can't be too comfy, hmm?"

Her face burned as a slight squeak escaped her, eyes drifting to his slowly. Soon, a giggle had begun to erupt from her and she offered him a shrug in response, "They're made to be pretty, not comfy."

"I guess they do their job well, then." Glyndwr started walking in the general direction of forward, away from the hall, looking ahead, regardless of the best view being in his arms. "Tell me if you see somewhere we could sit about that I don't?"

"I'd rather look at you," she teased, though her wandering eyes took to the task, scanning the main deck.

"Yeah, I'd be looking at you if I didn't need to make sure to not walk into anything. Ah!" Glyndwr saw a bench that faced the sea, one that was away from where all of the passengers had their rooms; he figured that they wouldn't be disturbed here. Shortly, he was at the bench and sitting down, though he didn't let Aurora go. He sat her in his lap.

The strange girl curled up against him, smiling all the while, "This has been nice," she said, higher pitched voice softening.

"Mmhm." Glyndwr hummed in agreement, wrapping his arms around Aurora's slight body. "Very."

Her head rested peacefully against his shoulder, and she sighed happily. "It's been over a year, now."

"It has. We're taking things slow. That's fine though." Glyndwr looked down at Aurora's head for a moment, then decided to comb through her hair with one of his hands. "Your hair matches my eyes."

She grinned at that, giggling. "I was wondering if you would ever notice..."

"I noticed, just never really thought about it." Glyndwr was playing with the strands of hair in his hand, twirling them around his fingers, though careful not to mess it up too much.

"After a year?" Still, she reached up to stroke his cheek, smiling.

"Yeah. Probably too focused on not just scooping you up and giving you all of the hugs, all of the time." Glyndwr put Aurora's hair down, and instead leaned into her hand. A bit like a dog. Perhaps Yurio's mannerisms were somehow rubbing off on him. Who knew.

Aurora smiled fully, leaning in to press her forehead to his while she continued. "You're cute."

"That's my line." Glyndwr replied with a mock frown, but quickly pressed a kiss to Aurora's cheek.

"You're cuter." She amended defiantly, narrowing her eyes at him.

"I'm glad you think so, but you're wrong there. You're the cutest." Glyndwr squeezed Aurora into a tight hug then, simply because he couldn't resist.

"But-" She protested, giggling and mock squirming at his affections.

Glyndwr's response to the squirming was only to hug tighter, and to chuckle along with Aurora's giggling. "Mine."

Her eyes flashed to his, though the squirming did not stifle or hesitate, smile widening but nervous. "Mine." She said in turn, responding.