Aurora X Luceus Oneshots

The Question he never asked

A/N:This was is my head for so long so here you go.Enjoy some fluff.

Her back felt stiff and she shifted, trying to get comfortable. It made no difference so she reluctantly pulled herself out of Luceus's arms, yawning. Aurora twisted her back until she heard the bones crack and felt the tension release. She sighed and sat up, light coaxing her eyes open. Dawn had broken,there was light beginning to come in through the curtains in the room, and at some point in the night Luceus had gotten up to close them.
Aurora stretched, shaking out sore muscles so she could more comfortably go back to sleep, and when her arms dropped the light caught on something on her left hand. She raised it and stared at her fourth finger.Gold, carved with intricate patterns and symbols, and fitting her perfectly, a ring encircled her finger. It fit so well she hadn't even noticed she was wearing it. It was beautiful; the craftsmanship beyond comprehension.
She looked to Luceus, still asleep beside her, and then noticed something on the ground beside the bed. There was a small wooden box on the ground. In the box the wood was carved to hold two rings. One spot was empty, the other contained a ring identical to her own in design but larger in size.The question was obvious: take one out or put one back in. The choice was hers to make; Luceus had already made his. Aurora stared at the ring in the box until her vision blurred with tears. Then, slowly, her hands shaking, she reached into the box and drew out the other ring. She held it reverently, admiring the beauty of its making, of its meaning. Then she pulled Luceus's left hand from beneath the blankets and slipped the ring on his finger.
She bent down and kissed it, then placed his hand back on the bed. She snuggled down into the covers and wrapped her arms around Luceus. He yawned and snaked his around her. Aurora buried her head into his chest and let sleep overtake her, safe in her future husband's arms.When they both awoke some hours later, their eyes and smiles met and their hands, the ones wearing matching rings, rose to clasp each other. Smiles grew into grins and they kissed happily and pulled each other close.
There were no words; no vows. Everything worth saying had already been said. All promises worth making had already been made.