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-obviously, there’s some sense of privacy once the relationship’s established, much to both of your displeasure.
-and with both of you expected to find wives at that time, it had been even more difficult to keep putting it off.
-however, the moments you had alone with him were something you cherished.
- at first, you knew mr. darcy to be cold and unfeeling- now he had become all soft smiles and fleeting touches.
- it was heaven, to put it simply.
- no matter how forward you choose to be, mr. darcy (or fitzwilliam, as you know him) will always get shy at affection, even a pet name flusters him.
- and, in public, he regards you highly (much to everyone’s surprise. who knew him to be so amiable?)
- “he’s the smartest man i’ve ever known.” aka “this man is my lover”
- *slams my hands down on the nonexistent table* WALKS AT NIGHT
- the estate is quite large, and provides you much room to “take a turn” at night and hold hands, something deeply personal to mr. darcy.
- the nighttime is the only time you two can be outside and fully together
- swears you look like an angel from heaven in the morning (though you complain of a bed head)
- you’re his life and soul, and he makes sure you know it every day!