"That and the fact that you said your door is always open to me, no matter the time of day, so I could come in and destroy your place. And you wouldn't want me to give you the silent treatment, I'm sure," Blaine said, just listing reasons at this point, not even really threatening him.
“Blaine, dear. I understand.” He replied, smiling gently as he placed a kiss to her cheek.
Blaine huffed a sigh. "Okay… Fine… I'm done, now," she said with a smile.
Andion chuckled, “Where’d you wanna go now?”
"I don't know… You pick this time," Blaine said with a shrug.
“Hm… this way.” He said, taking her by the hand and leading her out of the markets.
"Where are we going?" Blaine asked as they walked.
“You’ll see.” Andion replied, grinning. It was a little walk but not long as they were making good time.
"Ugh… I am not a patient person, if you haven't noticed," Blaine pointed out, looking up at him.
Andion smiled, “Luckily, we’re right here.”
In front of them, was what looked to be an open garden, flowers of all sorts bloomed from flowerbeds. After a while, it cut to a huge river that flowed in between two sides of the city, a bridge of gold and silver crossed over them both.
Blaine looked at the scene in awe. She had no idea such a place existed, much less that she could visit it!
"Wow… Okay, you've officially won the best-taste-in-gardens award," she breathed, still looking around.
Andion chuckled, “Wow thank-you my dear. It is rather breathtaking, isn’t it?” He said, walking into the garden.
"Very much so," Blaine agreed as she followed after him. "How did you find this place?"
“I found it once By accident but I’m glad I did.” He said gently.
"Yes, well, so am I. I don't think I've been anywhere this beautiful," Blaine mused.
Andion chuckled, “You obviously haven’t looked in the mirror recently as you are more beautiful then this.”
Blaine blushed and rolled her eyes. "I just looked in a mirror not that long ago, but this place is still really pretty."
“You fit right in then.” Andion replied, smiling softly.
"No… I don't. I do not fit in in such a beautiful place. I'll taint it with the blood on my hands and the weight in my heart," Blaine murmured without meeting Andion's eyes.
Andion stopped and made her looked him in the eyes, “It doesn’t matter how much blood you have spilt, how much sadness you carry on you’re shoulders, you are as beautiful as the moon herself, Blaine. I don’t care what you say, you are to me.”
Blaine blushed again and reached up to kiss Andion's cheek.
"Thank you…" she whispered.
Andion smiled, “Just telling you the truth.” He said before kissing her gently on the lips.
Blaine reached a hand up to his face as she kissed him back, closing her eyes. She was okay with the soft kiss, it was different than the more passionate ones they'd shared, but it was a good different.
After a few moments, Andion pulled back and smiled, interlacing their fingers ans starting to walk down the pathway.
Blaine smiled as well and leaned against Andion a bit, glad to be walking through the garden again. She really did love it there, and she had barely seen any of it.
Andion let out a smile, content sigh and hummed quietly in the comfortable silence as they walked through the park then over the bridge.
Blaine was thankful for the quiet. It helped her think through things. She concentrated on her thoughts, on the man beside her, and on the garden, each one swirling around the other.
Andion stopped on the middle of the the bridge and looked out over the water, the sun bouncing off the waves making it glitter like diamonds. He smiled at it.
Blaine stood beside him and looked around. At the water, the rest of the garden, him…
"I wish I could live here," she said with a smile. "That would be amazing…"
“Me too. There are houses going on the shoreline, that’s always a possibility if you wanted to live there.” Andion suggested, shrugging.