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Pera and Xion never thought that they’d survive long enough to get married. Not in those first, hectic days of their relationship, when even a moment alone was too much to ask sometimes. Not in the long days as they prepared for the battle that neither expected to survive. And not even after that battle with Chaos, when Pera had collapsed into Xion’s arms and fallen to the ground together, laughing and crying and so alive it hurt.
Pera had proposed, kind of, before that battle. The words had come out in a rush, “Xion, if we both survive this will you marry me?” Xion had laughed and kissed him and promised and promised and when the dust cleared they were alive. They were alive and the world as they knew it had changed forever and there was no going back and so they held on.
And here they were, standing at the peak of a green hill, doing the one thing they never even hoped to do.