The Lake (Part One)

A late summer night you let a sigh slip past your lips, as you slid your shoes on, tying up the laces. Another night, another chance to sneak out and see your love, it had been months of sneaking around behind your parents back, the same for him, your siblings sworn to secrecy bribed weekly with differing types of sweets. 

Slowly you walked down the streets of the town, the hot summer night dragging a smile across your lips as you fought the urge to run to the man who you knew would be waiting for you under the cover of night at the lake where you shared your first kiss, you tried to meet there as often as possible, exchanging sweet nothings, and when you didn’t get the chance shooting as many texts to the other as you could, living in your perfect romance with him. 

As you arrived at the lake you saw him sitting beside it, the moon reflecting perfectly off of his hair, he looked so stunning under the light of the moon beside the shimmering lake. When he noticed your presence he stood, walking towards you and capturing you in his arms, murmuring about how much he’s missed you, holding you as close to him as possible, placing a kiss on the crown of your head as he tightened his grip on your waist. 

“I’m glad you’re here” He whispered to you, taking pleasure in the feeling of you in his arms, living for the moment, loving the feeling of you tangled up in his arms as your heart pounded against your chest. You smiled up at him softly, loving the look of adoration that shone through in his eyes, 

“I can’t believe this is happening,” You told him, smiles lining your words as you giggled, 

“I mean, I’ve missed you so much” You finished off, as he held you even closer causing you to laugh even harder. 

“(Y/N), Once I’m king I’m getting rid of the stupid law” He told you, his usual sweet words bringing a brighter grin to your lips as he placed a sweet peck on your lips and you savored the feeling of his lips on yours, before he again continued onwards, placing kisses all over your face, 

“I may have only known you for a day but the moment I looked into your eyes I knew you were something special, my dream came true” He whispered, kissing down your neck, placing a lasting kiss on your collarbone causing you to sigh out at his actions. 

“As soon as I’m king, you’ll come to live with me in the palace” He whispered to you, and you flushed even brighter, you always loved when he spoke about your future, and his dreams for the both of you, he almost drove you insane. 

As always you and Max stayed at the lake until the sun began to rise over it, enjoying the way the sky began to light up a soft red colour as you gave each other a final lasting kiss. 

One day you wouldn’t be sneaking around with him, one day everyone would know that Max is your Prince, but for now, you were happy just knowing he was yours and you were his. 

Sharing your secret kisses. 

Late Summer Meetings (Finale)

You’d awoken in much the same way you did every day, with the sun rising and shining through your partially opened curtains, it was always such a warm and pleasant way for you to wake up, as your eyes slowly began to adjust to the shining light in the bedroom. Quickly tossing on some of your clothing, you let a shy smile shine over your cheeks as you began to pull clothes from your wardrobe, finding a jacket and throwing it over your shoulders running out of the house, your job today was to try and help you mother set up her stall in the local markets as it always was. Usually, your job was also to help your mother look after the stall or simply watch it alone all day, today you were helping your mother set up with your siblings and then watching them for the day while your mother watched after the stall alone. 

After setting up the stall until the soft morning sun you went round to your mothers house, and helped your younger siblings get ready for the day ahead, making them breakfast as you thought about what you could do with the day before finally settling on the idea of oh heading down to the lake, you knew you would be able to have a good day down there with your little brother and sister.

Leaving the house with your younger siblings you took both of their hands, one on either side of you, with them both giggling and joking alongside you as they clung to you, pointing out random things while you both walked through the busy market place, smiling softly down at their babbling, trying to offer them reassurance as you headed through the markets, your focus completely on the both of them meaning you weren’t watching where you were going, the next thing you know you collided with someone, your head hitting someone’s chest, you glanced up ready to mumble apologises as you met with hazy violet eyes,

“I’m so sorry” You apologised in a mumble, he’d reached out on impact, his hands now holding onto your shoulders, steadying you when you’d walked into him trying to make sure that you wouldn’t stumble and fall over, and yet, he still held tightly onto your shoulders. 

“Don’t worry about it” He responded softly gazing into your eyes from beneath his hood, you gave him a soft smile as he shot you one that took your breath away, his smile reaching all the way up to his perfect violet eyes, making you melt slightly as your siblings tightened their grasp on your hands. Usually, people would be rude if you’d bumped into them, and you probably would have fallen straight onto your ass and people wouldn’t have grabbed you to try and stop you, and yet, he’d stopped you, and it seemed without much more than a second thought. That smile, that look in his eyes, everything about him, from how sweet he was, to the fact he had saved you made him even more charming. 

Letting your head drop down, you began to excuse yourself, wanting to carry on with your plans with your siblings, but as you went to walk away with your siblings babbling having started up all over again, you felt his hand on your shoulder again, turning your head slightly you caught his gaze for a moment, 

“Please don’t go” He whispered to you, almost seeming to beg you not to leave him, you smiled at him, and looked at him for a moment before gazing back down at your younger siblings, 

“I’ve promised to take them down to the lake,” You said to him in a small, soft voice, you almost wished you could stay with him, something pulling you towards him, but you had your siblings to look after and they always came first. And yet, the boy just let a smile crawl across his lips as he gazed over you and your brother and sister. 

“May I join you?” He asked you, and you started walking without responding, before turning back to him and nodding at him for a second. The man fell into step next to you, your sister briefly let go of your hand and the man captured her in his arms, picking her up in a second and carrying her down to the lake while your little brother still grasped your hand tightly, despite the gap between the both of them they were still babbling to each other. 

As soon as the deep blue water of the lake came into sight it shone underneath the sun, and you felt the little hand grasping yours let go, and watch as your sister pushed on the mans chest, and he slowly placed her on the floor, letting her chase after your brother, watching as your brother stumbled slightly over his own feet, 

“Be careful” You yelled out after them both, not wanting to see either of them fall over their own two feet, gazing at the boy next to you for a moment he shot you a dazzling smile, and you felt your cheeks flush a dusty pink. Watching as your siblings jumped into the lake with little thought to the fact of getting wet or even caring just wanting to enjoy the cold water on the warm summer day. Perching on the grass beside the lake you sat a little way aways, being able to keep an eye on them and yet not worry about them soaking you through. 

“I don’t believe I got your name” He stared at you under the sun, his hood still covering his hair and some of his face, but you could see the faint smile he was offering, 

“(Y/N) (L/N)” You told him simply, as you heard a loud shriek from the lake briefly looking over to see that your sister seemed to have tossed water over your brother, 

“That’s a very beautiful name, I’m Maximillion, my friends call me Max,” He told you softly, and you laughed at his response staring at him with a skeptical look, 

“You have the same name as Prince Max,” You told him matter-of-factly and he simply nodded at you as though what you’d just said didn’t matter, just gazing out aimlessly across the water.  

Both of you sat there, gazing across the shimmering lake water, talking aimlessly, you were sat there telling this stranger, Max, all about your hopes and dreams, your dreams that someday you would have something bigger than a market stall, that your whole life was;t going to revolve around racing around and helping your mother. he offered you a smile, seeming to intently listen to everything that you were saying, and yet you just let a sigh slip past your lips as you finished pouring your heart out about what you wanted for the future, 

“What about you, what’s your dream?” You asked him softly turning and smiling at him, finding that he met you with a smile just as dazzling before shaking his head and you could see it in his eyes, the sadness in those violet pools, 

“I don’t know, there is a lot expected of me it doesn’t really leave much time for dreaming,” He told you simply, a sigh slipping past his lips. His words and his tone left you feeling sorry for him, he had no dreams, no aspirations. You could only wonder what type of parents he had, the type who wouldn’t want their child to dream of a better life, of better things. 

A slight breeze rolled over the both of you, not strong enough to cause any discomfort to the both of you, but it was strong enough blow down the hood of his jacket, leaving you to watch as you were met with shining grey hair, along with the shimmering violet eyes you’d been captured by it was clear who you had been talking to, who you were sat beside. 

Prince Maximilion Levaincois. 

Jumping up in an instant you were on your knees bowing before the prince, eyes on the grass as you bowed before him like any commoner should, and you didn’t see it but the Prince was simply gazing down at you with a confused, rather skeptical look at your sudden movement before he realised what had happened, that you’d seen who he was. Your nose was inches from the grass, and you could hear the rustling of him moving, and then he was down next to you, his hand moving and pushing your chin up so you’d sure back into his eyes, 

“Please get up” You gazed at him rising to your feet the only sound around the both of you being your younger siblings laughing in the lake below, your head was still bowed slightly as you stood up, briefly shooting a glance down at your younger siblings who played in the lake none the wiser to the current scene. 

“Listen, (Y/N), I like you because when I’m with you I don’t feel like a prince, I feel like Max, please don’t blow, please look at me” He spoke with that same sorry tone form when he’d asked if he could join you, that same tone where he was almost begging you but the Prince wouldn’t beg you. You looked up at him, once again catching his violet eyes, you could see the sadness in them, his hands cupped your face, one of his thumbs rubbing across your flushed cheeks as he leaned in towards you, placing a quick fleeting peck on your lips, before capturing your lips with his again for another moment, a perfect magical moment, the whole world silencing around you, as Prince Max kissed you. 

He pulled away from you breathlessly, 

“You can’t like me, you’re the Prince, I’m a commoner,” You told him simply, it was the facts, and yet he simply shook his head at your words, 

“I know, but that doesn’t mean I won’t try” he stated simply with a quick shrug of his shoulders, staring deep into your eyes, 

“Like I said, I like you (Y/N)” All you could do was look at him as he took a deep breath and pressed another kiss on your lips. 

It was a whirlwind afternoon, and even though it may always remain your whirlwind afternoon with your Prince, you were loving this moment. 

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Racing from the doorway, tears flooding down your cheeks you hid in the kitchen, wiping them from your face as you leaned back against the counter, stress pooling, you didn’t know why Ivan was here, you didn’t know why he was acting like this. In all your time in love with Ivan, all your time falling for him, you had never seen him so full of love and compassion for another person, you’d never seen such a pure look in his eyes as when he held Nikolai close to him. 

You felt like such a fool. 

Why didn’t you just believe in him to begin with? 

Why did you take Nikolai away from him? 

“He’s calling for you” Ivan stated as he walked into the room, you wiped the tears from your face at his presence, you didn’t know what you could say to him now. 

“I’ll be right there” You whispered as you took another deep breath calming yourself down, you wanted to go into his room, and cling to your little prince like it was the last time he was going to be in your arms, you love him more than life itself. 

“I will take him” With those words you had a sharp intake, nerves wrecking you completely. You could feel your heart shatter in your chest at his words, he wasn’t going to take your son from you, he could take anything else, he’s broken your heart into millions of little pieces already and now he wasn’t going to break it again, Nikolai had pieced it together, so now, he wasn’t going to have you back. 

“I’m not going to leave him here with you” He stated softly, he sounded so matter of fact about it all, and yet, despite everything you knew this was coming when you saw him walk through the door, because why else would he show up, why else would he want to see Nikolai, but it wasn’t happening, you weren’t being without him, 

“I won’t allow you” Your nerves overtook you. You were shaking, Nikolai is your life. 

“Do you think you could win against me?” Ivan asked, taking a hold of your hand, gazing down at you, the very same cold eyes, but you could see it behind his eyes, you could see his nerve shaking slightly. It would be impossible to lose against him, because of who he is, because you were still in love with him. You couldn’t do it. 

“I’m sorry” 

“I was scared you would think that Nikolai’s existence is an obstacle for you” You stated, taking a hold of his hands, clinging to them like your life depended on it, pleading with him to look at you, tears falling down your cheeks again, you wanted him to love you, you wanted him to hold you close right now, 

“I beg you, please, don’t take Nikolai away from me” You removed your hands from his, you didn’t know if he was focusing on you anymore, if he was even paying attention to your pleas, but you found yourself gazing at the ground, moving your hands to in a prayer position, literally begging him not to hurt you, not to take away your little boy, the light of your life, 

“I can’t live without him” You sobbed out, body shaking each time. 

Ivan slid across to you, with a grace that couldn’t be matched gathering you in his arms, and rubbing his hand up and down your back, trying to comfort you. but in a rather awkward matter as you sobbed into his chest. 

“I won’t take Nikolai from you” He whispered into your hair as he attempted to calm your sobs, hearing you hiccuping into his chest between sobs from the state you had managed to work yourself up into, but his words brought an instant calm to you, as you looked up from his chest, gazing into his icy eyes, you could see some compassion hiding behind them, 

“Ivan” You exclaimed with a soft smile, 

“But I intend to live together with Nikolai” He stated, again in a matter of factly manner, a soft sigh sliding past his lip as he let go of you, seeing as you finally calmed down and let out a deep breath, 

“But, you said you wouldn’t take Nikolai away from me” You responded, 

“That's why I will take you both” Shock settled in as he said that. You didn’t quite know what to say to him, 

“(Y/N), we will get married” Another statement of fact, another thing that left you glued to your spot in shock, what did he mean you were going to get married? 

“Nikolai will be raised as a prince” A final statement, you could tell from his tone that he wasn’t going to have anything else to say to you. 

A rough kiss met your lips, passion behind the kiss, but you couldn’t place why he’d done, nor did you care, at that moment you decided to just enjoy the moment of the rough feeling of Ivan’s lips on yours, with such a passion behind it. 

And yet, once the moment was over, it seemed as though it never occurred.

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Ivan…

There he stood in all his blonde glory mirroring your little Nik. 

He didn’t even leave you a moment to process his presence, pushing past you, stumbling back into your door, you rushed slamming it shut as you chased after him, 

“Don’t come in without my permission” You called after him as you gave chase attempting to catch up to his long strides, watching as he glanced around your rather small apartment, you couldn’t quite place the look that was on his face, but it wasn’t a happy one, he seemed to be broaching everything with the same cold detour he’d given you when you arrived in his country, and after you left. 

“This is a nice apartment, you must have found someone to keep you” he commented cold, stopping and turning to face you as your hand brushed against his lower arm, 

“Ivan, why did you come here?” This wasn’t a good thing, Nik was in your room, and he could walk in there, he’d see Nik and you didn’t want him to see Nik, you didn’t want to risk him taking him, he was your light. 

“I came to see my son” he commented, briefly tracing his eyes over you, you tried to keep a straight face, to not looked shocked by his words, but you couldn’t help yourself as you stood there in front of him, you knew you’d allowed a gasp to slip past your lips,

“What are you saying, I don’t have a son?” You offered, trying to cover up your shock with your quick response, Ivan reached into the pocket of his navy suit plucking out a piece of paper he held it in front of you. 

It looked like Nik, and that’s when the shock covered your face. Everything about that little boy, from his striking icy hair, to that cheeky smile gracing his lips, it screamed Nik, but then you took a moment, looking closer, there were things, you didn’t recognise the clothes he was wearing, or even where he was in the picture. 

“This is a picture of me as a child” You let a sigh slip past your lips as you glanced at the floor, 

“So, let me see my son” He stated, starting walking again, making a b-line for the back rooms, 

“Wait- That’s-“ 

“Do you plan to refuse my rights as a father?” He asked glancing back at you, the ice in his eyes was new to you, despite everything Ivan had never been quite as cold towards you, 

“No, I don’t” You sighed out. Why was he here? 

“Stop pretending to be hurt” He commented, gazing over your form, you could almost sense the disgust behind the coldness in his tone of voice. 

“If you will not let me see him, then I’ll find him” He continued onwards, 

“Wait” You calmly attempted to call out after him, but he wouldn’t stop, he wasn’t going to talk to you, the Ivan in front of you was a man on a mission. A mission to find his son. 

He came to the door, and opened it, sitting there chewing on the ear of his teddy bear was your little prince, looking up towards the sound and the stranger in the room Nik just let out a gargle. You stood in the doorway while Ivan approached Nikolai’s crib, quickly plucking him from it, and holding him up, gazing all over him, watching him closely before pulling Nik close to him and hugging him, holding his small frame tightly against his, that’s when you saw it, the smile spread across Ivan’s lips, before he placed a kiss on Nikolai’s forehead, further smiling at the little boy. 

“I’m your father” He murmured as he held the little boy close, snuggling him.

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Standing in front of the apartment black, dressed regally, the blonde man simple glared icily at the rundown building. Beer cans and needles lined the streets beside him, the sign for the apartment building discarded in front of him, rusted to the point of illegibility, the building itself, red-bricked built from chipped blocks, some apartments hold boarded up windows, others smashed, one doorway covered by a curtain in place of a door, another simply nothing. The sky above him murky and yet somehow more pleasant than the building in front of him, and certainly more pleasant than the thoughts swimming about his mind, after all, this was where you'd chosen to run to.

The Princess had left her Prince, for the most disgusting block of apartments he'd ever seen. He could remember you running around your shared room, everything had seemed perfect during the day there was laughter, or at least when you got time together there was, and every night you managed to burn up the bed; yet you left, leaving him to think about how much more lonely you must have been in those moments away from him. Since then he hadn't found another diamond among the other rhinestones, no ones beauty quite living up to your own, finding no ones smile quite as bright, or their sweetness quite as potent, the kisses as intoxicating, there was also something he could fault them on, driving his thoughts back to you.

(Y/N) (L/N), the only girl to have escaped him, yet the only girl he wanted.

Inside, hidden behind those beatdown redbricks, and a violet door, you were racing around, holding the phone with your shoulder to your ear as you attempted to cook for your young son, Nikolai. Stirring the broth as you nattered on the phone to your mother, chatting calmly about Nikolai and how he'd been lately, but, the little boy craved attention, and breaking throughout the house was a sudden loud scream, followed by sobbing, quickly you stuttered out an apology to your mother and ran Nik's room worrying about the state you'd found him in.

The boy immediately brightened at your presence while you allowed a sigh to slip from your lips, leaning against the doorframe as he crawled towards you, sliding down as gathering him in his arms when he arrived in front of you, "You just love giving mommy a heart attack don't you" You asked him, a silly tone to your voice as you rubbed your nose against his garnering a laugh from him as you strolled across the room, grabbing one of his soft toys, before walking towards the kitchen, bouncing him on your hip as you walked, listening to the gurgling and giggles coming from your happy son.

Arriving in the living room, you seated Nik in front of you, hearing the television blaring in the background, but only half paying attention as you made silly noises for the doll, watching smiles and giggles light up your son. Then you heard his name from the television, and turning you caught a brief glimpse of the shock of blonde hair before it flashed off, not even giving you the chance to even find out what the report was about, but smiling, it was for the best, your whirlwind romance with Ivan was something you often avoided thinking about, even looking at Nik you often attempted to forget all about him.

Yet, at the same time, you couldn't believe that it had been a year and a half since you'd left him, since you'd booked that last minute flight and ran away in secret, those few months where you'd fallen so hard for him, the way that he'd made your heart pound against your chest, the red that had flushed your cheeks, it all drove you insane and made you feel happier than anything else, and yet it was fleeting and left you with someone you love more than anything, leaving you with Nikolai, your own little Prince. His father, Ivan, was a prince, he wouldn't want anything to do with you, or with his son, at least that was what you had decided, he wouldn't have wanted the child you had, you weren't the kind of woman that a prince was meant to be in love with, Ivan deserved someone who was of the same status as him, someone who was just as perfect.

The last things you'd ever said to him, to force him to leave you alone, crying out how he was 'the Ice Prince', 'heartless', he never loved you, crying out anything you could that would hurt him, that's all you wanted, and yet in that two-faced argument he hadn't yelled anything back at you, taking the abuse before storming out, telling you to either calm down or leave, and so you left, he saw that as you leaving him without a reason.

You were long gone though, across the ocean before he had even realized it, he was leaving you with an ultimatum, but he'd expected you to just calm down, instead of running away without a good reason. And nine months later, the light of your life was born, your very own Prince, Nikolai, it was the hardest moment of your life, you almost died, and yet looking at the little boy, his pale skin, the shock of white blonde hair, he was so much like his father, Ivan.

As you sat playing with Nik and his teddy bear, you could hear his childish giggles, ringing musically throughout the room, warming your heart, as his little hand moved to grab a hold of your own, his smile making your day.

A knock sounded at the door.

Lifting Nik, and moving throughout the house, you placed him in the cot in his room, turning on the monitor and then handing him a teddy, walking out to answer the door, imagining it being the landlord or someone like that since you knew no one in the area. Slamming the door open, about to ask why they were here in the evening and if this could be sorted in the morning you were astonished by the person standing there, with those same icy eyes that Nik held, and that same white blonde hair, "It was pointless to run away"

Never wrote for him before, did, hope it ain’t too awful <3

Stopping at the dark wooden fence that separated both you and the prince, you took a moment to simply stare at the man, taking in each of his features hungrily. His lovely soft brown hair was stunning, but since you last saw him it had gotten longer. Leaping off of the horse, you jumped over the fence as fast as you possibly could, shocking the man who was following you. Ignoring the look on his face, usually, you would have made fun of them, but right now you had something else to do as you dashed across the field towards the Prince, the bottom of the back of your asymmetrical skirt lifting the autumn leaves as you sprinted at top speed. Thinking that the rustling under foot would signal your presence to the Prince, yet he seemed to be just stuck in a state of pure concentration. You gazed into his deep brown eyes that slowly closed as if he was trying to keep an image in his mind from deep in his memory.

When he opened his eyes, he looked like he had just had his own heart attack. Watching as he quickly jumped down and walked briskly over to you, picking you up, holding you as close to him as he could. Grinning, you placed your arms around his neck, burying your face in his neck as he lifted you off of the ground, twisting you slowly in his arms.

After what felt like forever, he placed you gently back on the ground, coughing, regaining his manner and charm, "Miss (Y/N), it's good to see you again" "The pleasure is mine, my Prince" He led you to the large oak tree nearby, both of you sitting underneath it, the Prince placing his coat on the fallen leaves for you to sit on. Smiling, you leaned against him, subconsciously, to his surprise, "Miss (Y/N)?" "Please My Prince, call me (Y/N)" "Of course, (Y/N), but you must call me Oliver"

Oliver Button, Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Altaria. You liked the sound of it. Even though you'd known him for such a long time, you had never even thought of what his name could be. Quickly though you pushed that to the back of your mind, gazing at Oliver.

"What did you want to ask me, Oliver?" He smiled at you, showing you his perfect teeth, making you blush lightly in the morning sun, "We're not meant to be getting married anymore, I just need to know if you're happy" You looked at him, shaking your head while Oliver raised an eyebrow, "You wanted that though, how is it that you are no longer happy about this?" Turning your head away from him, not knowing how you were going to phrase your confession. He had said it sweetly, gently, with all the love in the world, you had no idea of how he had done it. Blushing as his index finger touched the bottom of your chin, lifting your head gently to him, "What's the matter? Are you sick?" Shaking your head, his fingers still underneath your chin to keep your face looking at his, "My Prince" "Oliver" "Oliver -I-I" "Yes (Y/N)?"

"I love you Oliver"

His eyes momentarily widened, he couldn't believe you had just confessed your love for him. You turned away, ashamed that you had told him after he announced you were no longer getting married, as you looked to the ground, "I understand if you already have someone else. It's just that- I just wanted you to know" He smiled warmly at you, standing, offering you his hand. You took it and he pulled you up suddenly, making you fly up, stopping against his chest, his hands resting on the small of your back while yours rested on his chest. He leaned closer to you and smiled, making your cheeks flush scarlet, "Why would I want to marry someone I didn't love?" "I-I-I don't-" Your words were cut off as you quickly wrapped your arms around his neck, you both brought your lips together. His arms wrapped themselves tighter around your waist, pulling you closer, your hands felt their way through his soft hair.

Pulling away, you blushed while he smiled at you, "Will you marry me, (Y/N)?" "Yes" Kissing him again, bringing your lips to his quickly and suddenly. He smiled, kissing you back, pulling away after a few seconds, "It's a good thing I kept the dress" You smiled full of happiness. Blushing as he put his arms around your waist again, placing his lips onto your neck, unable to contain your happiness as you were entrapped in his arms.

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Max was sat doing some work, and though you weren't sure you didn't care that much as your two children cuddled even closer to your form, while your son Shion, sniffled, his little hand shifting up, moving his hand to wipe away a few of his stray tears, you leaning down and placing your lips against his forehead, attempting to calm the young boy who rested in your arms, while his little sister rested on your other side, clinging to your arm, her face buried in your shoulder as she whimpered a little, before pulling her face from your sleeve and gazing out of the window.

"There's nothing to be afraid of" You whispered to the two of them, pulling their attention to you, reassuring them with a soft smile, as you leaned down, placing more kisses all over their face, mostly focusing on their salt stained cheeks, "Mummy, do you ever have any nightmares?" Ayaka asked you, glancing up at you with eyes that reflected her fathers, allowing another soft smile to grace your lips, pressing your lips to her forehead again as she let another tear slip down her cheek, "Everyone has nightmares" You whispered to them both, letting a laugh slip from your lips as the both of them looked at you as though you'd just said something astonishing and unbelievable, "Even Auntie Matilda," He asked a skeptical look on his face, leaving you to laugh quietly and mess up Shion's scruff of grey hair, "Yes, even Matilda" You whispered, while Ayaka gasped, "But Auntie Matilda protects people! Who makes her feel better when she's scared?" You little girl asked, astonished by your words, while you gently run your hand up and down his arm, "She has us" It was silent for a long moment, and you glanced at both your children catching the look of deep reflection on your son's face.

"You protect us, right Mommy?" "Yes" "Then who protects you?" You giggle, pulling your children even closer to you, placing a kiss on the crown of each of their heads, "I have both of you" Your son rolls his eyes, and you look at him with a raised eyebrow, "When we're asleep" He responds as though you just gave him the most ridiculous answer on the planet, "Daddy protects me" You answer with a soft smile, sending a look at Max, whose hands stop moving for a moment, taking a second to turn and look at the three of you. Observing you all with a soft smile on his face, and then his eyes meet yours, sending you a wink, while you allow a bright scarlet to flush your cheeks under his gaze, "Does Daddy get scared too?" You giggle a little at your daughters softly spoken question, "How in the world did my kids end up being so curious?" You asked her with a giggle, placing your hands on her cheeks, and moving to nuzzle your nose against hers, "Even daddy gets scared of monsters sometimes" You whisper with a smile, placing your lips against his briefly while Ayaka's eyes go wide, while she nods slowly.

Smiling, you take note of the way in which Max's hands have slowed, and you know for sure that he must be listening to your conversation, "Who protects Daddy from the monsters?" Shion's eyes who are identical to yours, looking somewhat scared, his voice sounds a bit nervous, "I protect him" "But you protect us" You allow a sigh to slip through your lips, not once of annoyance, but it's a content sigh, "We all protect each other" Waiting a moment, and then you let a grin grace your lips, "Isn't that right, Max?" You ask him, loud enough to ensure he knows you're talking to him, "Caught me eavesdropping, did you?" He chuckles a little and gets up.

Walking over to the three of you, he takes a seat on the bed next to you. Shion then leans back against you yawning while Max lifts up Ayaka, seating her in his lap, "I think it's time to tuck the two of you back in your own beds" You whisper as you run your fingers through your sons grey hair, "Don't pout" He pouts while you allow a laugh to slip from your lips, "Does daddy ever pout?" He asks with a scowl as he looks at his father, "Only when he wants my attention" You whisper glancing at his father with a smirk, "Don't you always get her attention?" Ayaka asks also looking up at Max. While this happens Max sends you a look assigning you the blame for this before turning back to his daughter, "Yes, but there are other times when I really want Mommy's kisses. And Mommy won't always give me kisses when she say's she's busy. So I pout because she thinks its cute and I want her attention" "Why do you want Mommy to kiss you so badly?" Shion asks, tired while he rubs his eyes, "Because Mommy gives the best kisses" Max answers quietly turning, leaning into you. You turn your head and his kiss lands on your cheek, while the children cover their mouth with their hands in a poor attempt to hide their giggles, "See what I mean?" Your husband asks with a false frustration lining his voice, placing a hand under your chin. The two of your eyes lock for a brief moment as he sticks out his bottom lip just enough to give you an uncharacteristically cute pout, while you give him a look, begging him to top. He places his forehead against yours, "Please?" He whispers with a slight whine to his words. Sighing you lean in, pecking his lips allowing your children to burst into fits of giggles. "Off to bed now, Daddy will tuck you in" You state, as you shoo them off to bed, while they race back to their room, still laughing.

Max stands, placing his lips against yours in another brief kiss, "Thank you" He whispers before pressing his lips to yours, for a longer and more passionate kiss, "For what?" You ask him with a raised eyebrow, "For protecting me from monsters" He responds while you allow the scarlet on your cheeks to grow. He grins, placing his lips to your forehead, then leaving you to watch as he walks out.

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Tygerlander, A Max drabble, hope you like it!

In a matter of moments, Max had fallen for you, he was so madly in love with you. You'd stolen his heart, and he knew that all you had left to lose was his heart. A single moment without you made him feel as though his heart was breaking, and if you ever left him alone he felt as though he was going to suffocate. 

He knew he would overdose on your love one of these days because every time you kissed him he could feel his heart pick up, and watching the way your ring shone on your finger, was the only way he could convince himself he'd really won your heart. 

Left unsure of what had even occurred he found himself sat alone on your shared bed, head back on the wall, everything that had led him to this moment shining in his mind. Slamming his head back against the wall in frustration as he thought about the things he'd shouted. It had started out as a petty fight springing from a fit of slight jealousy, and then the next minute you were storming out, slamming the door, telling him you were staying out tonight, he didn't even know where you'd go. 

Then that night, turned into a day, then three days, then another week. And as time passed, it felt as though a moment was lasting a century, every second without you weighing down on his heart. 

Max was only ever trapped within his own head now. Ignoring things without meaning to, forcing a smile on his face, he wasn't okay, without you he felt broken, he was missing one of his pieces. 

All he did at night was search for you, it took him another week to find you, after searching high and low he found out you were staying in a cheap motel, thinking it over he couldn't remember you grabbing more than your bag, and realised you were probably living on the bare minimum. 

Standing in front of a dented, scratched cheap wooden door, a single crimson rose resting in his hands, raising his hand he knocked on the door, a soft smile lining his lips. 

You quickly appeared at the front door, grinning, but your face falling when you saw Max standing there, shifting he could see you were about to shut the door, resting his hand there he just found himself standing there, watching you for a moment, just enjoying you being in front of him. 

Offering you the rose, he watched your hesitation, smiling as you took it from his hands. You were standing there, and just the fact that you were in front of him made him happy, but what he wanted was to kiss you, to hold you close him, and to make it so that you would say the kinds of things he wanted you to, he wouldn’t even care if you didn’t mean it right now, he just needed you. He’d missed you too much, because, you’ve messed up his head, nothing was right without you there, everything felt faked. 

"I'm sorry" He whispered to you, and you looked at him, his hair scruffy, his facial hair unusually unkempt, and a small smile gracing his lips, black circles under his eyes, quite obviously exhausted, but you'd seen him on the news and he'd been seeming to hold himself together but now in front of you, he was falling apart. "I didn't mean a word of what I said, I just want to be the only one you love. I like it when you steal my shirts, I like waking up next to you, I like everything you do, because I love you more than anyone" He whispered to you with a small smile on his lips, reaching out and taking one of your hands in his, placing his lips on your hands that were now clasped in his, and looking into your eyes. 

"I'm so sorry" You whispered, collapsing in his arms.

To him it didn't matter, even for you if it was just a spur of the moment thing, he was so in love with you, and as he held you close him, placing a kiss on the crown of your head, he knew you'd messed him up, and not in a bad way. 

He loved everything about you, he always would, he was just happy to have you back, that you weren't fighting anymore. 

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