Day 7: Fates Intertwined

It had been years at that point since they were freed from their prisons.

Naminé sat upon a familiar bench. Her hair extended past her shoulder. In her grip was a pencil rushing over paper. Fast strokes, lines weaving together into a cohesive picture.

A man wearing a black hoodie sat down next to her, holding her favorite blue drink. "Sea-salt frappe?" he asked, presenting the treat to her. His blonde spikes ruffled in the breeze of Twilight Town.

Naminé bit her lip in concentration, trying so hard not to stop to take the treat. "You know me too well, Roxas."

He laughed as he kissed her cheek. "Of course I do. Now, you need a break to have your frappe lest it melts."

"Axel gave you a terrible addiction to ice cream."

"Hey what can I say? It's salty yet sweet in perfect tandem."

Naminé set down her sketchbook and crossed her arms, a glint of a smirk playing on her lips. "Your vocabulary grows more extensive by the day. One day you'll be more eloquent than Ansem the Wise." She reached over for the treat in his hand, taking a sip from the straw. Her free hand went up to his hoodie and pulled the hood over his head. "There, that's the mysterious Roxas I know."

Roxas wrapped his free arm around her waist, turning her legs closer to him. "You're so…Bold now Naminé."

"You rubbed off on me," she said with a lick of her own lips, the sweet-salty flavor of the frappe lingering on her tongue.

Oh, that wasn't fair. Roxas furrowed his eyebrows. "Oh really? I'm sure Axel or Xion would have given you bad influences."

"Nuh-uh," Naminé wiggled her finger at him. "That was mostly you."

"Well when you're stuck with me for 3 years," he leaned in close to her ear, kissing the skin on her neck. "You learn some things." He pulled back.

She fought the blush on her cheeks, but she remained composed. "Only 3 years? Feels like 10 blissfully long years."

"I would like to spend another 10 then…Make it 20. No, 30," Roxas said. "40?"

Naminé leaned her head on his shoulder. "Sounds like a proposal to me."

"Hmmm we're still too young for that," Roxas said.

"Very true, but I want to make a proposal if it's not the proposal," Naminé said. She sat back up and pulled something out of her bag. Roxas looked at her hand in curiosity, until his eyes widened when she presented the object before him with an open palm.

It was a star charm.

"I want you to have this, Roxas," Naminé said, her smile falling off her lips and her tone completely sincere. "We don't know what the future beholds and I wanted to make sure you always had something to remember me by."

Roxas reached out with tenacity to take the charm from her hand. Their fingers brushed together as he grasped it and looked at it to inspect it.

"Thank you, Naminé," Roxas mumbled, his face hot.

The yellow star charm was hand-made. He recognized it from Sora's memories from Castle Oblivion. The real version was Kairi's oathkeeper. This one was purely Naminé's charm, complete with her own touch. On the back was an engraving.

I see you the way you see me.

Naminé smiled. "No, thank you, Roxas. You've been so good to me."

His gaze moved from the charm to her lips. "Now, may I give you something in return?" He asked.

Naminé tilted her head. "What would that be?"

He closed the gap, pressing his lips to hers.

The End.

Author's Note:

Hello! I am so late finishing this but it is done! Thank you all for the reviews and favorites! I'm currently working on more Rokunami goodness in Another Side Another Line.

Q-A the Authoress: Thank you so much for each review! TwT. I hope this one was teeth-rottingly fluffy to make up for the angst on Day 4 XD.

Raeor: Thank you so much for reading this.

Umbrella6661: This is actually canon-compliant with KH3. :3

musicbox'swill: Roxas is a great bf (and probably would actually propose to her if it wasn't the fact they're like 15 or so lol)

Thank you all again! Have a great rest of the year!