The scars left unsealed and words left unsaid
AN: Okay so this rare ship has been very special to me for the longest time, Dath'remar and Jarod are my actual babies and I want them to be happy together AHHHHH!
I had my spotify on shuffle the whole time I was writing this and casually made a playlist of the songs that just... U know... Worked.
Possible TWs: Loss of a loved one
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He was growing sick of this. And one of the ways he dealt with the mundane and frankly annoying repetition of his daily life was meeting with a special someone. Outside of town, in solitude, there stood a small hut that he had already gotten to know so intimately.
"Starlight! Where are you?" He yelled impatiently as soon as he unlocked the door. "You will not believe what happened to me today!" He closed the door behind himself and carefully took off his shoes. Afterwards he almost ran into one of the doorways, his manerisms lacking all the gracefulness he usually radiated. "Why aren't you answering?" He frowned and walked over to Jarod who was seated on his bed with a wide smile on his face.
"I knew you could sniff me out, lynx... " The white haired elf chuckled and got up, taking the slightly taller man's face in his hands and planting a gentle kiss on his lips. "Should I make tea to ease your mind, sunshine?"
"Well... You should have already done that before I even came here, don't you think?" Dath'remar spoke with a smirk and stepped back. "Please, and don't forget to add honey unlike last time."
"You are entirelly too stuffy for a ginger..." He laughed and left for the kitchen.
The mage dramatically gasped and stomped off behind him. "Excuse you?!"
"I said what I said and there is no way to take it back, I apologize, darling..." Jarod started boiling water and turned to the other.
"You should be apologizing on your knees-" The highborne almost growled, with a strong hint of playfulness in his voice. Truly, like a lynx.
"Stuffy AND bratty, huh?" He smirked. "As if you could possibly get me to do that when I have to do everything for you..."
"Everything? Well it is true that you are one of my dearest most loyal servants..." He ran one well manicured hand over the shorter elf's pectorals.
Jarod scoffed and grabbed his wrist, twisting his arm behind his back enough to restrict the mage without hurting him. "Oh I will serve you, alright..." He breathed into his ear.
"OW! YOU'RE UNBELIEVABLE!" He faintly struggled against the other before Jarod let him go.
"Am I?" He couldn't help but giggle as he turned his back to Dath'remar to finish making tea for them. "So, what happened today? You looked displeased-"
"OH! I shall tell you everything, my darling, do not worry!" He shook his head. "Xavius mocked me today, can you believe it?"
Jarod picked up the two cups of tea and walked over to the table, sitting down with a smile. "Xavius, that utter fool-" He shook his head.
"RIGHT?" He sat down opposite to Jarod. "Do you want to guess what was the subject of his jests today?"
"Hmmm..." He rubbed his chin as if lost deep in thought. "Yourrrrr-"
"Lack of a relationship!" The noble almost spat. "He was acting like a teenager without a brain or magic... Simply horrid."
"I can believe that, honey..." He chuckled.
Dath'remar looked into his eyes. "I hate that I can't just spend my days here with you, you know that, right?" His face tensed, his tone changed into a far more serious one. "I would give anything to-"
"You would lose so much, sunshine, it is not worth it..."
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On a night when the moon shone lighter than ever, the two men lied together on a blanket in the lonely hut's garden, embracing one another and whispering sweet nothings into their ears.
"I shall love you until my days are left but few... Until I pass on and even after. I will always treasure our companionship, my starlight..." Dath'remar whispered as he lazily got on top of the other elf, gently rubbing his cheeks and kissing every little bit of his lips. "The light on my path... The fire in my veins..."
Jarod hugged the elf's slimmer frame and traced fingers along his spine. "I am not one for eloquent promises but, sunshine, I promise I will never stop loving you..." He reached one hand up into the ginger locks, pulled his face even closer to his own and kissed him, hungrily, as if his life depended on it.
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Dath'remar woke up next to his starlight and after planting a soft kiss on his temple, he took a look at the bedside table, where he found a half eaten bowl of raspberries and an almost finished bottle of wine. He chuckled, as he thought of all that they did yesterday, how they danced and sang together, how they cried and laughed. How his nightsaber of a boyfriend couldn't help himself but mark every bit of his body with bites and scratches while tenderly kissing him.
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They were inseparable. It was just them against the world.
Until they weren't. Until it wasn't.
Dath'remar left without a warning, without a goodbye, without a kiss to spare. And that broke Jarod. He could not understand why he could not atleast... Talk to him. Hell, he would even likely leave with him.
Screw his home, they would make their own. Screw his friends and family, they can live without him. But Jarod could not live without his sun. Or so he thought.
Time healed parts of him, but all the scars Dath'remar's leave left within him could not be sealed.
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After centuries-... No, millenia, actually... -of little else than emotional hurt and regrets, Jarod finally got to travel to him. All he wanted to do was to slap and kiss him senseless. To scream and yell at the Sunstrider. To not let him forget him ever again.
As he sneakily entered the royal gardens of Silvermoon, he hoped he would meet the beautiful ginger man looking back at him. He wondered how he would look by now. What if he did something to his hair? Short haired Dath'remar sounded like a nightmare. He pictured how all the color would drain from his face when he sees him. Maybe even how he would jump to embrace him, apologizing profusely... But he did not find him.
Instead, a confused short blonde looked at him. The young man was so similar to Dath'remar, the familiarity almost knocked the air out of his lungs. Did the love of his life have a child? He didn't know how he should feel about the posibility of that.
"Who are you and what are you seeking?" The blonde said. "Should I call the guards?"
"I-" He begged Elune to allow him to speak again and coughed a bit. "I am looking for someone..."
"For who?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"A-... Friend of mine... From way back when... Dath'remar-"
The young man looked a little shocked for a second before masterfully hiding his expression. Ah, what did Dath do..? Is he no longer well liked by the high elves?
"Do you know him?" Jarod asked, hopeful.
"Of course I know of him-" The blonde man's tone didn't sound as rough as it did at first, suddenly it was overrun with uncertainty.
"Could you lead me to him? Please, I beg you-"
"No, no, I cannot do that..." The blonde shook his head.
"Why not? May I... May I ask for your name, young one? I am Jarod Shadowsong-" he was growing desperate and he absolutely hated that.
"Kael'thas... Kael'thas Sunstrider..."
Oh no.
"Sunstrider?"
"Yes, I know it might be unusual for you to speak with the crown prince but-"
"Prince? You are a prince?"
"Well aren't you a smart one..." Kael'thas shook his head. "Yes."
The simple yes opened the door to so many new questions he wanted to ask.
"So... Dath'remar is... The king of your people?"
"No... Not- Not anymore..."
Something within Jarod dropped and broke into a million pieces. What do you mean not anymore?
Obviously his face reflected exactly what he was feeling because Kael'thas spoke up. "He... Is my great great grandfather, actually-"
There it was, the million stings in his eyes.
Not only was his sunshine gone... Jarod was late. Far too late.
