*stops breathing when your eyes open* *half-expects his heart to trip to a halt, as well (except it's hammering so hard he can't hear you speaking and only knows you're forming words because he can't take his eyes off your lips)*
*works his mouth soundlessly for a fleeting moment of panic* *lifts a shaky hand as though to tuck his bangs back, but changes his mind and reaches for you instead, brushing his fingertips against a loose strand of your hair* Finduilas... *draws in a short breath* Finduilas, you are. Amazing. To me.
*bites the inside of his lip to still its trembling (with limited success)* Would you... please will you please marry me please? *has no idea if he was supposed to say "please" in there somewhere but hopes it's not too late to beg*