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"Marry me!"
"What?!"
There they were, in Hôtel Chouchou, on their shared bed, as the winter storm continued to release its cascading flurries to blanket the city of Paris in crystal snow outside.
Before she could even think, Jeanne uttered those words to Dominique, their fingers laced together, and her heart beating a mile a minute.
Dominique looked bewildered, her eyes wide. Jeanne internally kicked herself for saying such a thing.
What?! That's what you wanted to say, right now? What was I thinking?
Jeanne looked down from Dominique's gaze, her face beet red . "I-I mean, I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me, I mean, what I meant to say was—"
"Mon chéri, it's quite alright." Dominique reached out a hand and lifted Jeanne's chin, so that their eyes would meet.
"I would love to marry you." She answered, a smile growing on her face, sincerity in her words.
Jeanne blinked, and she started to relax under Domnique's touch, her heart skipped a beat.
"'You mean it?" She asked, incredulity in her voice. "You-you would want to marry someone like me?"
"Of course!" Dominique replied, and she wrapped her arms around Jeanne in a tight hug.
A light happiness bloomed inside her, still stunned by her answer.
Dominique pulled back and looked Jeanne right in the eye. "It'll take some time, and this will have to be between us, no one else can know." Her voice was serious this time.
Jeanne nodded. "Yes, I understand."
Dominique then started to smile once again. "But we can still go to Atlus to make it official, just the two of us."
Jeanne couldn't help the grin on her face, and she let out a relieved laugh. "That sounds wonderful."
Dominique buried her face in Jeanne's neck, humming an affirming noise. "Yes, it will be."
Jeanne then lifted her arms to wrap around Dominique, in her own yearning, loving embrace.
If this was a dream, neither of them wanted to wake up.