Prompt Two- Snowing
"Snow you have to go!" Charming said urgently, the adrenaline from being with her kicking in which may or may not have been exaggerated by the burning agony in his shoulder.
"No. No I won't leave you." She said desperately, crashing her lips against his. He groaned in protest to her words but, he was already deepening it, sweet relief in the isolation of the woods.
"Snow please." He pleaded, rubbing their noses together.
"Lean on me."
"Lean on me NOW Prince Charming."
"I told you…" He starts to joke but, does as she asks as she leads them away.
"And I still don't care." She grinned.
An hour later they are in the safety of The Hovel, Doc having removed the arrow and bandaged it to prevent infection. However, what he doesn't know as he rests in Snow's bed, is that ointment needs to be applied and Snow blushingly agreed to apply it.
As he wakes he can feel heat from the fire light and a small draft from where his dressing has been removed. His dressing has been removed? But, who?
"Hey Handsome." His eyes rested lovingly on the vision sitting in front of him beaming at him.
"I- Uh hope you don't mind but, I dressed your wound while you were sleeping I know Doc said you'd be fine and he'd do it- but, I." She said starting to break at the thought of losing him.
"This is my fault-"
"Come here." He commanded softly and in an instant she was nestled in his chest. He was warm and so, so alive.
"I'm sorry." Snow whispered pressing delicate kisses to the skin and working her way up.
"Snow… Mmm. There is- Mmm- nothing to apologise for."
"I love you."
"I love you Princess."
It took Snow White a second to register what he had just said.
"What?" She whispered.
"Will you marry me?" He said with such a look of love and devotion it made her heart soar.
"Mmm. What do you think?" She mused before carefully leaping into his embrace and smothering him with kisses.
From behind the safety of the door, the Seven Dwarves cheered loudly causing the newly engaged couple to laugh long into the dream-making night.