Can I request anything Giac x Fanny? The idea of this ship expanding (hell the concept that people actually like this ship) has me in a puddle ;-; also this is a brilliant idea! Well done and happy Thanksgiving love! More than thankful for you, my amazing inbox bud who blessed the heck out of me <3
Fanny was curled up next to the low fire, a book on her lap and hair still damp when Giac walked into their rooms, already tugging at his cravat.
“Hello, love,” he said, smiling when she looked up at him. “Didn’t mean to be this late, they didn’t want to let me leave, even to get back to my beautiful wife.”
She laughed. “They never want to let you leave, Giac.”
“But I’m always eager to.” He shed a few more pieces of the restrictive clothing that polite English society insisted he wear before moving to join Fanny in front of the fire. “What are you reading tonight, ma bella?”
She flipped the cover to show him but it wasn’t something he recognized. “Good?” he asked.
“Passable thus far,” she said. “Kept me entertained enough while my hair dried.”
“A very favorable review,” Giac teased before leaning over to finally kiss her.
“Far less entertaining than you,” she said breathlessly when he pulled back.
“Now, that is not a fair comparison for your poor book,” he said, eyes twinkling.
Fanny laughed, ducking her face towards her shoulder in her mirth.
Giac watched her with open wonder on his face. “You know, I still don’t know how I got so lucky to have you in my life and be able to call you my wife,” he said.
“I think I’m the lucky one,” she admitted, just as quietly.
“We’ll just have to live with thinking each other are wrong,” he declared.
“We’re just both right,” Fanny said slowly. “We stumbled unto an overwhelming abundance of love and luck.”
Giac pulled her closer and kissed her again. “I love you, Fanny.”
“I love you too, Giac. Now, take me to bed, I’ve been waiting long enough.”
“The lady’s wish is my command,” he said, helping her to her feet before sweeping her off them and carrying her to their bed.