“Qifrey let me help!” You follow after him quickly.

“I said enough. Don’t go digging where it isn’t needed.” He quickly pushed open the front door, exiting quickly.

You grab his wrist to spin him around, “I don’t understand why you won’t let me help! If the brimmed caps did something to you, then I want to help you-“

“STOP IT!” His eyes hold so many emotions.

Fury.

Sadness.

Fear.

Anger.

Stress.

Anxiety.

Tiredness.

And a shimmer of hope.

They all blend so much in his bright blue eye, making him almost unrecognizable. This isn’t the calm, collected, kind, and intelligent Qifrey you know.

You honestly don’t know the Qifrey in front of you.

Is this man really your boyfriend?

“Qifrey…“

He takes off his cap, walking slowly towards you. His feet heavy against the ground, the sound echos in your mind. Something feels off.

“You have always been so smart. I knew that I’d have to do this a lot once we made that pact.”

Furrowing your brows, “What pact?”

He looked at the ground to try and cover his voice hitching, “Of course you don’t remember.” He murmurs, “How could you?” He picks his head up to look at you.

“When I have to keep doing this.”

He places his cap on your head, pulling down the gray flap, “You’re selflessness is truly a gift.”

“What are you doing?” You start to panic. You grab the front of his cloak, “Qifrey, you’re scaring me.”

“I’m sorry.”

He then casts the spell.

Your hand slips before you start to lose your balance and fall forward. He catches you without hesitation. He holds you tightly as he fights back his tears.

“I hate doing this to you.” He looks up at the sky as if it could fix everything.

Qifrey lifts you into his arms to carry you inside. Your head rests gently against his chest, as you sleep peacefully. Not wanting to leave your warmth but knowing he has to so he doesn’t strain himself anymore. He places you on the couch while going to make some tea.

He organizes everything he needs, when the water starts to boil he hears some movement from the couch. Glancing over he sees you look quite restless. You’ve never been like this before. You have been waking up quicker but you’ve never been restless.

He pours tea in two cups then carries them over to where you lay. He sets them down on the ground, but he could honestly care less for tea. All he truly wants to do is talk to you again.

You blink awake, staring a blank ceiling. You groan as you hold your head in your hands. Your head is absolutely killing you. What did you do that makes it hurt this bad? You try to remember but that only increases the aching feeling.

Why can’t you remember anything? Everything is blurry, blank, and undone.

Your heart races and you feel your throat tighten in fear. Pushing yourself up in a panic you frantically look around.

Your eyes lock on a white haired man in front of you. Pulling up the blanket that is draped over you to cover yourself and act as a wall of protection.

“Who… who are you? Where am I? What am I doing here? What happened?”

The man’s jaw drops, “What?” His response is breathless.

“My head aches. I can’t remember anything.”

The man says your name softly and that makes the alarm go off in your head.

“How do you know my name?”

The only thing that pops up in Qifrey’s head is the day you two met at the academy.

You came late into the academy. Yet Beldaruit accepted you with all smiles and happiness. He never made you feel like you were behind the other apprentices at the academy. He may not have been your master, but he cared for you as if you were his daughter.

“Um… you’re Qifrey right?”

The young boy looks up from his soup to see a girl his age standing with a massive tray full of food. It is almost comically how you are close to the same size as the tray you carry.

“Yes.”

“May… can I…” you trail off, looking shy all of a sudden.

“What do you want?” The young boy is irritated.

“To sit with you…” you whisper.

“Fine.”

You put your tray down and smile at him. Before you start eating you hold your hand, telling him your name.

“I can’t wait to train with you so we can come witches together!”

Did he take it too far?

Did he wipe every memory?

“You… you really don’t recognize me?”

You shake your head, “Am I supposed to?”

Those words drive into him like knifes. Of course you’re supposed to remember him. He’s your boyfriend. Your best friend since you two were annoying kids that caused troubled along with Olruggio.

More memories race into him.

Your first kiss.

The first time you slept together.

The day you two became witches.

All the Silver Eve Festival’s you two have gone too.

The first time you got drunk.

The sound of your laughter when he or Olruggio told a bad joke.

Your smile when you saw magic.

The feeling of you holding him tightly.

And so many more.

He feels sick. His stomach is tied in tight knots and bile rises to his throat, sitting in there to emphasize the pain.

“I found you close to the river. You were already asleep so I don’t know if you were knocked out or just feel asleep.”

“Oh… I’m sorry for the inconvenience.”

“You’re no inconvenience at all.”

His words hit hard. As if you have heard them before. But also how naturally he said them, it’s like those words are saved for you and only you.

You clear your throat, “Do you possibly know where I live?”

Qifrey wants to scream here but he knows he can’t, “I’m afraid I do not. You may stay here though. I’m the only one here at the moment. Olruggio, my roommate, is rarely here because of his work. So it would just be you and I.”

“That’s very kind. Thank you.”

“I can set up a room for you.”

He pushes himself off the ground, walking to what is your old room. Once he’s inside he lets out the heavy breath he has been holding. It feels like someone dug into his chest and ripped out his heart. It’s like you’re taunting him, and it is the cruelest feeling he has ever felt.

***

A few weeks have gone by living with the male witch who found you. You learned his name was Qifrey, and he was talented in many things that weren’t magic. He’s an excellent cook, he is very smart and can tell you any history fact you want to know, he is a very good dancer- he entertained your whims- and he was just very kind.

But something has felt off. Your hand in his while you danced felt familiar, his hold felt warm and comforting as he held you when you cried about not remembering anything. His recipes tasted like home as if you have eaten them many times, and your body has an easy time adjusting to his atelier.

It’s all weird.

Just what is going on.

You knew something was deeper between you and Qifrey because of how he’d longingly look at you. As if he was begging you to do something or say anything.

So one night you decided to take measures into your own hands.

“Qifrey?”

“Hm?” He looks over his shoulder as he dries the last dish.

“Can we star gaze tonight?”

He laughs, “You always want to do that.”

“Yes but I don’t want to do it alone.”

“I will join you, do not worry.”

“Good.” You go and grab old blankets he has grabbed before when you two have gone star gazing.

You bring them outside and set up them up so you two can be comfy as your plan unfolds.

He comes outside to lay beside you. Watching the stars with such intent.

“You like star gazing.”

Qifrey smiles, yet it looks so broken, “Someone special taught me how to love the little beauties the world gives us.”

“They sound like they meant a lot to you.”

“The most.” He whispers.

He looks over at you and you tilt your head towards him as you feel his gaze burn into you.

You don’t hesitate because this is your moment. You lean in, placing your lips gently against his.

You start moving as he freezes not kissing you back. Your lips break slightly from his but not letting your breaths not stop mixing. You start to pull away when you feel a spark light inside you.

You’ve done this before.

Your lips have kissed his many times.

But you can’t remember any of the times.

You don’t get far because Qifrey pulls you back into the deep passionate kiss. It’s a bit messy and uneven, you two gasp for breath after your lips disconnect for a fraction of a second.

But he freezes again pulling back, releasing you as if you burnt him.

His eyes fill with hope.

He says your name in such a soft tone that it breaks your heart.

“I don’t know Qifrey. I don’t know what’s wrong.”

His eyes that filled with hope are now swirling with despair.

Qifrey presses his palms of his hands to his eyes, to fight against the stinging feeling.

“Of course you don’t.”

You take his wrists, pinning them to the blanket. You hover above him with nothing but determination in your eyes.

He knows the truth, but he won’t tell you.

“You know what happened.”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You’re lying!”

“I wish I was.”

You snap, “Stop lying! You know the real me and know why my memory is gone!”

Your grip on his wrists loosen slightly as your head slightly hangs, “You know what we truly were.”

He keeps up with his made up story, “I don’t.”

“You know me.”

“I don’t.”

“My heart and soul know otherwise!” You tighten your hold on his wrists, “So tell me… please…”

“Who am I? And what are we?”

Qifrey’s face shatters for a couple seconds before he tries to wipe the emotions off.

“I can’t.”

You release his wrists. You stare at him for a few seconds before anger fills you. Pushing yourself off of him, marching back to the atelier.

If he doesn’t want to tell you, fine.

It’s not really though. Your heart breaks and tears pour down your face but you know this is somehow harder on Qifrey.

You don’t need him hurting more.

Qifrey openly sobs, “I’m so sorry.” He repeats over and over again.

It’s starts off quietly until he screams the last, “I’m sorry.” Before his voice shatters and he can barely speak or breathe.

He sits up hugging his knees to his chest as his sobs pierce the air.

“I promise…”

He swallows thickly.

“I promise.”

He sobs.

“I will fix this!”

Qifrey says out loud to lock in his new goal. Screw getting his memories back.

All he wants is yours back so he can have you.

“Ughhh!” You groan as you scribble out the wording for this commission.

Olruggio picks his head up from the desk he’s working at in his room, “What’s the matter?”

You ignore his words as you write down the description in the contract that you think puts the project into words perfectly.

“Oi.” He calls outs to you.

You don’t turn instead you hold the paper up towards him, “Read this and see if it’s good.”

He pushes himself up, crossing the short distance towards you. He takes the contract out of your hand, placing it back on the desk. With himself behind you, he leans in caging you between himself and the desk.

He rubs your arm up and down slowly, “I thought the last four sounded good. Don’t get why you keep changing them.”

“That didn’t answer the question.”

“Yes, I liked it.”

“Good. Now let me change-“

You stop declaring what you were going to do once you feel Olruggio’s lips on your neck. He presses soft kisses from where your shoulder meets your neck, traveling up the column of your throat. Stopping when his lips hover over your ear.

“Everything is done for tomorrow.” He trails off, moving his hands agonizingly slow to rest of your waist. “But… right now I’m quite hungry,” he ends up squeezing your waist once his hands reaches their destination.

“Olly I got to-“

“Let me take care of you.” He cuts you off.

You don’t get to argue anymore because your world is now upside down. You laugh as you hit his back, “Let me down!”

“No can do beautiful.”

He flies up using his sylph shoes to get up to his bed. He sets you down before giving you a boyish smile as he hovers above you.

“Hi,” you smile.

“Hi baby.” He leans down to connect your lips in a messy kiss.

You can tell this isn’t a true goal because he’s already trying to pull your top off. You two only break the kiss so he can pull your blouse off before throwing it down to the ground. He makes quick work of your bra too and once that joins your blouse, he breaks the kiss to trail his lips down your cheek, neck, and chest.

He stops at your waistline where your pants get in the way. His eyes flick up to yours, “May I?”

You nod but he gives you a pointed look, “Remember… good girls use their words because they end up getting what they want.” His raspy voice lowers a few octaves as he tells you.

You whine at his voice getting lowers and his hot breath brushing over your lower stomach. You feel yourself get more wet and your hole begging for him.

“Yessss!” You whine once again.

“There’s my good girl.”

He then easily slips down your pants and underwear, throwing them over his shoulder. Without wasting a second he dives into your cunt.

Olruggio licks a strip up to your clit, taking it into his mouth to suck on it. You tighten your thighs around his head while slipping your fingers into his hair, pulling tightly on the strands.

He smirks into your cunt as he feels you pull at his hair. He told you once that he likes when you pull it because it really gets him going when he knows you’re physically reacting to what he is doing. This makes him go back down towards your hole and fuck you with his tongue.

Arching your back while you try to match his pace with your hips but he is quick to shut that down by pinning your hips to the bed.

Slightly pulling back, “I’m doing the work sweetheart. Just sit there and enjoy it.”

He goes back in sloppily eating you out until he see you start to jerk around in his hold.

“Close- s’close-“ you moan out.

“Give it to me baby.”

He flicks his tongue against your clit a few tips to help you reach your peak. Before you come, he moves his mouth pack down to lap everything up.

Olruggio eats you out happily as you ride out your hide by rocking yourself against his face. You start to get overstimulated so you push his face away. He allows it and sits up, watching your chest rise.

“That’s a new record.”

You roll your eyes while trying to lightly kick his chest. He catches your ankle before kissing up your shin, “Come on I know you liked it.”

“You’re so cocky.”

He places your leg back onto the back before leaning in close to your lips, “Yeah I am because you give me a reason to be so cocky.” He then kisses you once again for a few seconds.

Olruggio pulls back to see your face flush from embarrassment, “Cute.”

You ignore his compliment to reach out to him to return the favor but he stops you. “Let’s go to bed.”

“But you’re hard.” Looking at the obvious tent his pants fail to hide.

“Yeah but we have to be up early and I know if I start fucking you now, I won’t stop till the sun rises. So I’m making a smart decision.”

“That’s a first~” you tease him.

“You little-“ he goes for your sides just below your ribs.

You realize what he is doing and try to fight him, “No Olly please! I’m sorry, don’t-“ you then break out in fits of laughter while he tickles you.

“This is your punishment.”

You feel tears run down your face and barely any air getting into your lungs as you laugh harder and harder.

“Please!” You push at his hand, “Mercy!”

He looks you over for a second before retracting his hands. You take the opportunity to wipe your tears and catch your breath.

“Ready to go to bed?” He asks.

“Only if you strip! I like your body heat.”

He shrugs off his clothes before pulling your back to rest against his chest. He kicks up the blanket to cover the both of you, so you don’t get cold later into the night.

Olruggio feels himself start to drift off but he feels your hand slowly make his way to his dick. He snatches your antsy hand, “Stop it.”

“But you’re still hard. I didn’t get to return the favor.”

“Tomorrow. They have massive beds that we can use.”

“Speaking from experience?” You wiggle your eyebrows to hide the slight jealousy you feel.

“Stop it,” He jabs your side. “I’ve worked for this family a handful of times and every time I’ve ended up staying there until I finished the commission.”

“I know but I didn’t know you were this freaky!”

“Oh my- GO TO SLEEP!” He yells into your ear.

You flinch from the sudden loud noise in your ear. You smack his stomach, “Now my ear is ringing!”

“Sorry… didn’t mean to.” He apologizes between wheezes.

As Olruggio sleeps you can’t help but hope this commission goes smoothly for him. The past few, he’s dealt with very rude and demanding clients. Which is why you’re going with him this time because you are not allowing him to be walked on anymore. He won’t stand up for himself so you’re going to make sure everything goes smoothly.

***

“Mister Olruggio! It’s great to see you again!” The old man eagerly shakes Olruggio’s hand.

“I told you last time Mister Pierre, you can just call me Olruggio.”

“Nonsense! I must honor your work.”

“You could honor my wishes,” he grumbles which makes you hide your giggle behind your hand. Olruggio sees that so he sends you a cheeky wink.

“You didn’t tell me you were bringing your girlfriend!”

He shakes his head, “She’s not my girlfriend. We’ve known each other since we were kids and live at the same atelier.”

You put on your best fake smile, trying to ignore the pain in your chest after he said you’re not his girlfriend. You know it’s true but the fact still hurts.

“Hi Mister Pierre.” You then introduce yourself.

“Beautiful name for a beautiful girl! You really are fumbling here Mister Olruggio.” He side eyes Olruggio.

Olruggio flushes, “Can we discuss the commission now?”

“Oh yes!”

Mister Pierre leads you to his outdoor area where it is filled with many beautiful flowers, trees, and had many seating areas. It’s truly beautiful but it is awkward too because there is a big gap in the middle of the yard. You assume that’s where the water fountain Olruggio is creating is going to go.

“We have a garden party this coming weekend and we want the fountain to be the center piece! But also you two have an invitation for doing all of this!”

“I should have it done by then.”

“Knew you could do it-“

“Olruggio!” A high pitched voice screams as a girl collides with Olruggio.

“Oof-“ he stumbles.

She hug onto him tightly, you can tell that it makes Olruggio uncomfortable.

“I missed you so much! I haven’t seen you in forever.”

“I am a busy man.” Is all he offers her.

Her dad tells her to let go of him but that seems to only make her tighten her arms around him. So it’s time for you to step in.

“Olly,” you wrap his hand around his bicep, “Who is this?”

“Mister Pierre’s daughter, Jade.” He pushes her off and flexes his bicep against your hand as he stand closer to you.

“Nice to meet you Jade.” You give her a pointed look after you tell her your name.

She glares at you, “Didn’t know you were bringing someone Olly.”

“Mister Olruggio.” He quickly corrects her.

“I-“

“Jade, let them get to work. We must continue to get ready for the party.”

“Fine.” She glares at you before brushing against Olruggio, “See you later Olly!”

Olruggio looks mad so once they leave, you raise a hand to tilt him to look down at you. You rise to your tip toes to place a quick kiss to his lips.

“The quicker you go today, the quicker we can have fun~” you rub his chest with your other hand.

“You make a tempting argument.” He tells you before pulling all the blueprints he made out of his bag. “Guess I have to start working.”

***

“OLLY!” You scream his name as he drills into you from behind.

He pulls you up, wrapping his arm around your neck to keep you close to him.

“Scream my name baby,” he emphasizes with a hard thrust. “Let them know who you belong too.”

His words and harsh breath only makes your moans louder. You clench tightly around him as you weave a hand through his hair, pulling him closer to you.

Olruggio bites that sensitive spot on your neck before sucking it, to calm the heated skin. You sigh softly at the feeling, pulling him even closer to you.

“Olly…”

“I know.” He thrusts harder driving you to your shared climaxes.

When you two come down he releases his arm around your neck to move it to your chest. He pulls you tightly against him, kissing your shoulder and back.

“You okay?”

You nod, “Never felt better.”

“I can tell… you squirted everywhere.”

“WHAT!?” You look down to see the bedding, his and your thighs covered in your mixed juices. “That’s so embarrassing!”

You try to hide your face but stops your hands, “I don’t like it when you cover your beautiful face.”

Shifting your gaze to him, you see him gently smiling at you. “What?”

“I can’t stop thinking about what Mister Pierre said.”

“About the party? I bet we don’t have to go, I know you don’t like parties.”

“No… about me fumbling.” He tilts your head so you two look right at one another. Noses barely touching, lips so close yet they feel so far apart.

You school your emotions, “And?”

“I can’t help but think he’s right.”

“And you’re not lying?”

“No. I want to actually try us.”

“You mean it?”

“100%.”

“I do too,” you whisper.

He brushes a piece of hair behind your ear, “We will start after this. I don’t want to be unfair and start our relationship when I’m so busy with this commission.”

“I understand.” You hold his hand in his face, “You’ll be mine soon Olly.”

“Already been yours.”

***

You finished lunch a few hours ago, after Olruggio asked if you could go get some materials from him from the local store he wrote the address to. You easily got the stuff on his list so you carry it to the outdoor area.

You have a pep in your step because you’re filled with so much excitement. Only two more days and Olruggio is your boyfriend. He’s been working non stop the past three days so you completely get why he didn’t want to start your relationship now. You also can’t wait to see the final result. He’s shown you how it looks so far and it’s incredible. It blows your mind how he can create this things in his head and execute them perfectly. He’s truly one of a kind.

You turn the corner, entering the outdoor area. “Olly I got the stuff you needed-“ you look up from the bag to the fountain where he should be working.

Instead you see him kissing Jade. Your eyes widen as you drop the bags, you didn’t even realize your grip faltered at all.

The noise makes Olruggio snap his head towards you. His eyes widen as he pushes her away. She looks at you with a satisfied smirk when she sees your broken expression.

You bite your lip to stop the tears you feel collecting in your eyes. Your heart stops as it feels like your world shatters.

Taking a step back, Olruggio starts to make his way towards you. You don’t really want to look at him right now. So you spin on your heel and take off.

You take the corner hard and rush towards the stairs. Your head pounds, tears race down your face, and your breath is uneven.

All you want is to get back to the room and lock yourself in there.

You hear your name called followed by a “DAMN IT STOP!”

That only makes you go faster but apparently you’re not fast enough because right after you get up the stairs, a hand wraps around your wrist.

“Stop!” Olruggio yells.

“LET GO!” You snap back, trying to pull your wrist back. It doesn’t work so you smack at his chest.

“Would you just-“

“NO! LET GO!” You screech.

He lets go and you quickly put space between the two of you. You hold your wrist tightly, as if his touched burned you.

“That’s why.”

“What?”

“Thats why you wanted to wait. You wanted to sleep with her before we officially got together.” You look up at him with red puffy eyes and tear stains decorating your face.

His eyes widen, “What- no I- that’s not what happened.”

“Then why were you kissing her back?”

“I- I wasn’t.”

“You didn’t push her away.”

“I did-“

“After I saw.” You finish for him.

He swallows thickly, “I- it’s not like that.”

“Then what was it!?”

“I don’t really even know myself?”

You stomp over to him and push him, “You selfish jerk!”

He grabs your hands, “Let me try to explain…” he tries to find the words, “It just happened-“

“Yeah so you kiss everyone you see?!”

“No obviously-“

“Then how is it hard to explain?”

“I-“

You rip your hands out of his, “I don’t want to be with you anymore.”

His eyes widen as he starts to panic, “Wait don’t say that.”

“I mean it.” You turn around to start walking back to the room, “You broke my heart.”

He reaches out to you but doesn’t move his feet at all, “Please stop.”

“Olruggio. I’ll stay till you’re done, but after that, I don’t want to see you.”

“It’s Olly… it’s always been Olly.”

You stop, looking over your shoulder, “Not anymore.” You head to the bedroom, shutting the door quietly behind you.

Olruggio clenches his fists as he stomps back down the stairs. He’s mad that he couldn’t even explain how it all happened.

Jade came up to him trying to talk to him but he told her to leave her alone so he can focus. She wouldn’t and then started to beg to go on a date with him, when he declined her she went crazy.

“I’ll tell my father you quit!”

“Okay, he knows that’s not true.”

“I’ll make the chefs give you foods you hate!”

“I brought snacks and I can go out to get food.”

“I’ll ruin the reputation of the female witch you brought here!”

That makes Olruggio stop, he turns around slowly with a deadly look in his eye. “What did you say?”

“I’ll make sure everyone hates her so no one trusts her!”

He pushes himself off the ground, closing the distantly between them. “Stay away from her or I’ll quit this commission and never do anything for your family or friends again.”

“Then go on a date with me!”

“No.”

He goes to go back to what he was working on when he hears your voice. He looks back but Jade appears before him, pulling him down to her lips.

He freezes.

All he remembers is looking up and seeing your tear stained face then you running away as soon as he got close.

“Damn it!” He mumbles to himself as he walks back in shame to the outdoor area.

“Olly.”

He snaps his neck to see Jade standing outside still.

He loses it.

“Mister Olruggio. You are younger than me and I’m working for your father.”

“Don’t be like that,” she tries to touch his arm.

He slaps it away harshly, not caring if it hurt her. “You ruined one of the best things in my life. Get away from me.”

“But I can treat you better!”

“Stop lying. I want her and only her.”

“Why don’t-“

“Jade, leave Mister Olruggio alone.” He looks at Olruggio, “I’m so sorry about her.”

“Please make sure she stays away from me the rest of the stay.”

“Did something happen.”

“She forced herself on me and kissed me.”

“JADE!” Mister Pierre snaps, “Get inside now. We will discuss your punishment once I finish talking to Mister Olruggio.”

She stomps away, afraid of her dad and a pissed off Olruggio.

“I am so sorry.” He apologizes. “I don’t know what is wrong with her. I will increase your pay.”

“That’s not necessary.” Olruggio goes back to working.

“Let me do something to fix this.”

“I’m afraid it’s too late.”

“What do you mean?”

He whispers your name, “She saw,” he admits.

Mister Pierre rubs a hand down his face, “Oh no. She must be really upset.”

“That’s an understatement. I’ll figure it out. I’ve pissed her off many times before, we always figure it out.”

“Yes but-“

“I have to do this. No one else.”

***

Olruggio got another room so you haven’t seen him since your fight. It is lonely because you don’t really know anyone here so you’ve basically just have been locked in your room staring at the ceiling.

You only really fully went out for the party because you wanted the cookies you smelled the chefs making earlier in the day. You sneak into the party to end up being there when Olruggio presents the fountain.

“Hello everyone, my name is Olruggio. I am a witch and is known for making many different contraptions, you might know my most famous work, the glow stone path. Today I made a fountain that can change how the water shoots out and flow based on buttons around the edge.”

He presses the three different buttons to demonstrate what he was saying.

“As you can see this can be adjusted to your liking. I hope you all enjoy.”

The crowd claps and cheers for him. Yet all he remembers a certain clap. He searches the crowd to see you in the back clapping. He doesn’t waste a second before rushing towards you.

“Mister Olruggio may I commission you?”

“Mister Olruggio!”

“Hi sir.”

Olruggio ignores them all because all he wants is to see you.

He stops in front of you and sighs, “Hey.”

“Hi.” You look at the fountain, “It looks great. You even changed the buttons to three from two.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Olruggio-“

“Let me explain please.”

You relent, “Fine.”

He takes your hand and drags you away from the party so you two are alone. When he sees no one can see or hear you he lets go of your hand.

“I want to explain what happened. It all happened so fast so in the moment I blanked. I’m sorry, you didn’t deserve that.”

He clears his throat, “I know I hurt you. I know you were in great pain after everything that happened. I understand that and I feel awful about it. But I truly didn’t kiss her back and I didn’t initiate anything. She kissed me and it shocked me.”

“I-“ he clenches his fists looking at the ground to try and control his anger.

You reach out and grab his hands, “Take your time. I can see you’re frustrated.”

His head shoots up to see you looking so kind. You’re so patient. You’re the one he’s trying to make you feel better yet you’re the one comforting him. That’s just you. And he loves that.

“I love you.”

Your eyes widen at his confession.

“What?”

“Ugh! That’s not what I meant to say right now. I was saving that!”

You pause before breaking out into a fit of laughter. He can’t help but feel his body loosen at your reaction. At least you’re not mad at him trying to fix the timing of his confession.

“She was threatening to ruin your reputation if I kept declining going on a date with her. I care too much about you and how you built up your name for her to ruin it.” He squeezes your hands, “I went to go back to work but as soon as you called my name, I turned back around and she just pulled me in and kissed me.”

“Olly-“

Olly you said Olly again. He ignores the butterflies he feels to keep explaining.

“I’m sorry. I just blanked because I just froze. I couldn’t move or think. I regret not being able to do something right away because seeing you look so hurt truly killed me. I hated seeing it.”

You let go of his hands and hug him tightly, “I’m so sorry. I’m so so sorry. You were harassed and I just- I… I made it about me.” You clench onto his shirt tightly, “I’m so sorry.”

He tilts your chin up, “I could never be upset at you. If the roles were reversed, I’d act the complete same. Remember when I kicked Qifrey because he kissed your cheek on your birthday?”

You giggle and he smiles, “There’s my happy girl.” He rubs his thumb across your chin.

“Olly?”

“Can… can I still be your girlfriend?”

He smiles brightly at you, “My choice is always you.”

You pull him down so your lips almost touch, “Can I let you know a secret?”

“Your secret is mine.”

“I love you too.”

He doesn’t get a chance to respond before you pull him into a sweet kiss. Your lips move slowly as you two take each other in. Olruggio moves his hands down to your waist pulling you into so your chests touch. Your hands slip down to his chest to rest them on there.

Olruggio pulls back blinking slowly before having the brightest expression on his face, “I’m so lucky.”

“Says you. I’m dating the legendary Olruggio.”

He rolls his eyes before whispering in your ear, “Prepare to stay in bed the next few days. I’m going to express my gratitude.”