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sakusa doesn't think he's ever seen such beauty before, in all the years of him being alive, not once. he bashfully takes a peek at you, cheeks heating up and eyes glittering in awe. the way your hijab has been so elegantly and perfectly wrapped around your head, the colour suiting your skin tone perfectly. sakusa bites back a giggle as he revels in the way he can look at you once, twice and even thrice more. savouring every glance he can, before you catch on to him.
he debates on moving closer to you, pressing his thigh against yours, pulling your mendhi covered palm into his to hold onto forever, however long forever may last. he wants to hold your face ever so gently in his hands, the whole world in his palms, impossibly close to his own. he wants to feel your soft breath mingle with his moments before he presses his lips against yours.
he never thought he’d want to be this close to anyone, but sakusa was getting restless at the thought of finally being able to hug you, to kiss your cheek, of you hugging back. he never thought he’d want to be touched by anyone so bad, but he figures you’re the exception.
finally, you turn to look at him, with a smile, finding him already staring at you with a blush on his face.
‘like what you see omi?’ you giggle, turning into a laugh when you see his blush intensify at the nickname you gave him and being caught. sakusa looks down in slight shame and fiddles with his fingers. you decide not to push him any further, opting to reach out for his hand instead.
you gently hold his fingers between yours and sakusa looks up, feeling the sparks jolt through him, his eyes locking with yours. another smile graces sakusa’s face. he’s never smiled this much in a day, he thinks to himself. and here you are being the cause of every single one.
sakusa grips onto your fingers tighter and pulls your hand firmly into his, lifting it up to press a kiss to the back of your hand. you feel warmth spreading from where his lips touched to the rest of your body, and now, it’s your turn, for your face to heat up and look away. for the millionth time that day, sakusa beamed, from ear to ear.
he couldn't wait to spend the rest of his life with you, his wife.