Magnus

I was walking by the river where I died, alone. It had been my birthday a while before and that just made me realize how much I was going to miss in life. I'd never get to go to a high school dance, legally drink, vote, I'd never get to do so many things. I had come to terms with some of them even before I died, mostly because I didn't go to school and would probably never get a chance to go to college.

Alex had got me thinking about a romantic future. Sure, we were dating, but what about past that?

Would never being able to die kill our relationship? Would never being able to move past a certain point just hurt us both?

I knew Alex felt terrible about never being able to change, because she just wanted to transition; since we were dead she'd never be able to.

I thought about what would have happened if we both had normal lives. We probably would have gone to the same school. We'd be friends, seeing how well we ended up getting along, so after she got kicked out she could live with me. My mom an I would still have that apartment. Alex and I would have probably dated, we'd be able to go to things like prom, dance the night away. Alex in a dress would have been worth it, I'd seen her in casual ones and the wedding dress, but we never had a reason to dress up.

Post high school we could have gone to college together, Alex could have been a potter, and I would have to figure my future out. I envied people who had to think about what they were going to do as they aged. We could have gotten married, maybe even had/adopted kids, only if she wanted though. She seemed to like kids, at least a little.

I felt ridiculous thinking about her in another wedding dress, but it would be her own, and it would be beautiful.

Why we both ended up having godly parents, I didn't know. I wished we didn't, so we could have lived normally.

Though living normally would mean Blitz and Hearth wouldn't be there. I'd never give them up for anything.

Living normally would mean I'd have to give her up at some point though, that would be too painful.

An eternity with Alex wouldn't be too bad though. We'd probably never get bored of each other.

I needed to see her, our time wasn't fleeting, but I still needed to be with her. Tell her how much I loved her.

I loved Alex fucking Fierro.

I jogged to the entrance to Valhalla and hurried to her room.

After three knocks she opened the door, in shorts and a crop top. Gods she was hot.

"Hey, what's-"

I cut her off by cupping her face and kissing her. She seemed surprised at first but then stepped back into her room and closed the door with her foot. She snaked her tongue into my mouth and slowed the kisses down.

Her hands went down my chest and to my waist, where she pulled me closer.

I'd never get bored of her, I never wanted to lose her, I never wanted to let her go.

"Gods, I love you so much. So fucking much," I whispered between kisses.

She stopped and smirked "I love you too Maggie."

I put a hand on her back "Is this okay?"

She nodded and we went back to kissing. I was eventually backed onto her bed where she deepened the kiss.

That was so totally better than anything that could have happened in the future of us being alive. Well, maybe. In the moment it was.

"Babe," she whispered "Mmh, we should finish this later, I've got a project to work on and it needs to be spun. I don't want it to dry out."

She gestured back to her potter's wheel with a half finished bowl on it.

I laughed "Fine, but we will finish this later, take my word for it."

She giggled and helped me sit up, leaving a kiss on my forehead.

If we could stay like that forever I'd be happy.

She went back to her wheel and kept working, I watched her for a bit, then flopped onto my back, laughing slightly to myself. I was stupid in love.

I imagined being able to take Alex out on an infinite number of dates, of seeing her shining face every day, of hearing that laugh for eternity. That was gonna be nice.

I stopped wishing we weren't dead. It was the perfect time to be stuck in, where we could do almost anything and love each other forever. Well, hopefully, unless she got bored of me.

"Would you ever marry me?" I asked out of the blue.

She choked "What?"

"Ya know, obviously not right now, but in like six years or something. I don't really care how long you wanna wait, or if you don't want to at all. It was just a thought, I don't know."

"It's a thought, that's true, maybe not super ridiculous like most of yours though. I'd do it probably," Alex muttered.

Wow, she just insulted me and agreed to someday marry me in the same sentence. That was one of her charms. Her numerous charms.

"You would?"

"Well, yeah. I mean we've only been dating for a while but, yeah. I've thought about it a few times."

I sat up and smirked "You have?"

She rolled her eyes and continued spinning the bowl "Everybody thinks about that kind of thing at one point or another you dork."

I didn't think that many people would, her especially. She always seemed to be in the moment.

"That'd be nice though, and we already know you look hot as hell in a wedding dress," I laughed.

"Oh boy, you know I'm hotter," she giggled, moving one of her hairs from her eyes.

Damn, she was so amazing.