#anyways i listened to my wolship wedding song over and over writing this so jot that down

[voidedleylines]

FFXIV Write 2024 Day 26: Zip

In which wedding bells are rung.

Rating: G || No CWs apply || Post-Endwalker setting || Gosestu Daito & Warrior of Light // Warrior of Light/Hien Rijin

Enjoy!!

She stands there in their shared bedroom and looks at herself over and over in the mirror.

Her feet feel like heavy stone and her legs refuse to do any sort of moving. There’s backflips in her stomach and she closes her eyes to try and keep some sort of calm. The yellow necklace on her chest weighs heavy and she lifts a hand to mess with it.

A gentle knock makes her jump as she looks to see Gosestu standing there. There’s a playful but kind look on his face.

Freyalin smiles at him and he takes that as an invitation to enter. His presence does do much to soothe her and it’s evident in how her shoulders relax.

He gives a low laugh, “I was much the same on my wedding day. Though much, much sweatier,” he says with a wink.

That makes her snort as she again looks at herself over and over. As if finally remembering the reason she’s stood in the mirror in the first place she gasps, “Oh could you…could you zip me up,” she asks. The top of her dress still hangs open and her arms were too stiff to be able to do it herself.

Her dress was nothing fancy. It was a simple red slip dress. Her hair done in a side braid with flowers from Namai twisted into it. She hardly recognized herself if she was honest.

“Of course,” he says. He gently makes his way behind her and carefully takes the zipper and pulls up. As a father would, he moves her hair out of the way once he reaches the top.

That causes a small lump to form in her throat. She’s come to terms with her upbringing by now, but some days it hits harder than she’d like. One of those days being this one.

As if sensing her spiral Gosetsu places a hand on her shoulder and gives a squeeze, “Kaien and Mina would have loved you, you know.”

She looks at him wide eyed in the mirror and tries hard to not cry. There was no way to know if that was the truth or a sweet lie said in a moment to reassure, but she didn’t care.

She didn’t trust her words so instead she gives a nod and a thankful smile.

He reciprocates and gives her shoulder another squeeze. “Now, I believe it’s time. Your brother is waiting nearby Namai.”

Freyalin gives one last deep sigh as she steadies herself and together the two of them go on their way.

She stands with Horskfyr in the corner of Plum Spring while everyone waits. They share a long hug and when they break away he offers her his arm.

As she walks she finally glances a look at Hien and is hit with any and all emotion. She notes with small amusement how his nerves seem to match her own.

She stands there across from him now and in the blink of an eye they are married. All the nerves melt away as she holds his face in the quiet of their bed later that evening.