the_debt_of_time

Dora chuckled quietly in reply. "Can we do that again?"
Remus sighed in contentment and kissed the space between her breasts where his
head had rested. Barely able to move, he snuggled further against her and whispered,
"Marry me."
"Absolutely," she answered without a moment of hesitation, running her fingers
through his hair, both the words and actions drawing a growl of contentment from him.
"Fair warning: I'm a shit cook."
He smiled. Happy. "We'll survive."
For the first time in a year, he honestly felt like they would.