The air around you felt still, yet somehow full of a quietly potent energy. It was as if the world had stopped to take the one moment in. Ike's thumb glided soothingly over your hand, with each caress lifting yet another weight off your heart.

You allowed yourself an extra few moments upon him, the streetlamps twinkling in his eyes as some supernatural hue sprinkled magic over this enchanting night and stole the very necessary magic of it. With a small but sincere smile on his lips, one could feel one's chest swell with warmth, and for a fleeting moment, it seemed like they were the only two people in the universe.

It was peaceful. It felt real. Not needed were the words. Walking together in this stillness, in the snow, his hand so soft beside yours. It was another beautiful moment, completely suspended in time. It did not need to be explained. It was just meant to be.