Shobie and Aya sat on the couch, their fingers intertwined. The warmth between them was undeniable, a love that had endured uncertainty and fear. Shobie looked into Aya's eyes, a deep sincerity reflecting in her gaze.
"Aya," Shobie whispered, taking a deep breath. "Have you ever thought about… the future?"
Aya tilted her head, smiling softly. "The future?"
Shobie nodded. "I mean… if one day, you'd want to marry me."
Aya's eyes widened slightly, before they softened with love. "Marriage…?"
Shobie chuckled nervously. "I know it might be too soon, but I can't imagine my life without you. You're everything to me, Aya."
Aya gently touched Shobie's face. "I never thought I would have a future, let alone one filled with love. But with you, Shobie, I feel alive. I feel real. And yes… I would love to be yours forever."
Shobie felt tears sting her eyes again, but this time, they were tears of joy. "Then let's promise each other, no matter what happens… we'll always be together."
Aya leaned in, her lips brushing against Shobie's. "Always."
Their kiss deepened, a slow, lingering promise of their devotion. Shobie pulled Aya closer, feeling the heat between them rise. They moved to the bedroom, their passion igniting like a slow-burning fire.
Aya whispered against Shobie's lips, "Show me how much you love me."
Shobie responded with a tender touch, her hands tracing the curves of Aya's body, memorizing every inch. Their love was unspoken, expressed through every kiss, every touch, every sigh that filled the room. They lost themselves in each other, bodies entwined, hearts beating in sync, until they were left breathless, lying together in the aftermath of their love.
Aya rested her head against Shobie's chest, listening to the steady rhythm of her heart. "I never want this to end."
Shobie held her close, kissing the top of her head. "It never will. Not as long as we're together."
And as they drifted into a peaceful slumber, they knew that their love was something more than fate—it was their reality.