#eggsyimagines

A/U: where you ( Lily ) attend a formal party undercover with you agent partner, Eggsy Unwin. As you’re drinking and collecting intel, you stumble into your abusive ex and he threatens to claim you once more before you run away back to your hotel room. You’re having a mental breakdown in your bathroom before Eggsy comes in and flowers bloom. 

this is my first ever post/fanfic here so hope you enjoy!

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The rain slams hard, almost as strong as my heart pumps beneath my ribs. Cold bathroom tiles kiss my skin. A shiver trails up my spine and just like that, I felt alone. The feeling screamed into my ears, pounding my skull. Traces it's soft finger along my jaw. A bolt flashes in the night, leaking into the lavatory.

I'm alone, it's nothing new. Yet now it stands in front of me, calling out its name. Voice declaring to be heard.

It's sad, the weather. How the rain copies my tears. I draw my knees closer, making myself small. Weak. My lips are pink from being sucked. Blood fills my mouth as my teeth sink into the soft skin. Copper and lust bloom on my tongue.

Warm light seeps onto the floor as the door opens. I flinch, fear sharply coursing through my body. My throat hitches, gasping at the sight of him watching me. The door slams shut behind him. It's Xavier and he's going to kill me. I squirm towards the bathtub, I need to hide. I need to get away from here.

I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to—

Lightning flashes outside and I see his green eyes.

Eggsy.

Warm hands cradle my cheeks and I close my eyes. His cologne wraps me. Fingers stroke my hair as I fall into his arms. He holds me tighter as if not wanting to let go. I grip the back of his shirt, his body warming mine.

I swim up towards the sky. The depths seem far away. Breaking the surface, my lungs steal the salty air. I breathe as he bushes me.

"Hush, love. I'm right here," he whispers. Eggsy was so warm, everything else ice. "He slapped me, Eggs. And... and he had...he had a knife and me...I was so so scared," my voice suffocating.

The bathroom fades away as he brings me closer, drawing circles on my back. "You're safe. You're alive. You're here," he says, voice enticing. I want to cry, everything was too much.

I was choking flowers, thorns cutting my throat and petals blocking my airway. I was drowning, Xavier pulling me deeper, farther. I can't see daylight. I can't breathe. Tears block my vision. A crack erupts me and now I'm sobbing, letting loose the monsters plaguing me.

Yet he was here. Eggsy. Beautiful and warm and exquisite. He shouldn't be here, on the cold tiles. He should be telling another woman his sweet voice, touching her the way he does; coffee against your tongue. He shouldn't be here in the cold. Shouldn't be here with me.

"You should go, Eggsy. It's...It's too cold for you here," I pull away, instantly missing his hands around me. A scowl forms on his pretty lips. I want to wipe it away, see his smile.

"And leave you here alone? Darling, I would never," he masks his shiver as Eggsy tucks a stray hair behind my ear. No, this wasn't right. The universe was crushing me and he doesn't deserve this.

He doesn't deserve me. As beautiful and glorious he is, I'm simply broken stems and glass. Rotting in the grave I dug my sorrows for. If shutting myself away from Eggsy meant protecting him, I would build walls to keep him out.

A breath comes loose and I... shatter. "Go back to the party and leave me be. You don't deserve to be here, Eggs. Picking up all my broken pieces and trying to put them together. I deserve this. I... you... you don't deserve this, love. I...," words disappear from my lips as he stares into my eyes with sadness and hurt which tears something in my chest.

My heart stops at the sight of him. He's crying. Tears dropping onto my lap yet I don't care.

"When I rushed myself into a relationship with Tilde, everything seemed perfect. How I fulfilled my childhood dream of loving a princess. Soon enough, I realized that all she ever wanted from me was my body and to use me for her sexual desires. It was lust. And then she gave up on me," he wipes his face with the back of his palms.

Eggsy shifts his gaze to meet mine, "I never understood what love was. How people were so attracted by the idea of it and longed for the feeling. Not until I met you."

I reach out to hold his face, thumb brushing away his silent tears. My fingers trace his strong brow, exploring. Stroking his taunt jaw. A smile laces his lips.

"You are...you're marvellous, Lily. Even though I’ve only spent months with you, you’ve shown me everything love has to offer and what it truly means. You, Lily, absolutely deserve the universe, love. For you’ve shown me what there is to love and who deserves it, you deserve it,” sincerity drips from his sweet voice but the words don’t add up in my head. 

"No, no, you're wrong. It's all wrong. I don't deserve you, Eggsy. Can't you see? You deserve some girl that can... can bring you all the bloody stars in the sky and make your beautiful face smile that smiles of yours. I can't... all I can give you is the pathetically broken glass I am." My hands grow limp against his skin. "And I don't even know what's wrong with me. I—."

Eggsy shushes me, his pointer on my lips which ever so slowly brush to the corner. His bloodshot eyes flicker from my mouth to my stare. His fingers— the need of touch between us intoxicating— move from my shoulder to the back of my ear, cupping my left cheek. Eggsy grasps my waist, the pressure making me flush despite the pain in my heart.

A soft chuckle from him rakes my gaze from his collarbone to meet his gaze.

"How do I find the girl who can give me all the stars in the universe when they're trapped in your eyes, love?" Hand in my hair and mine on his beautiful chest. I looked up at him one last time, my ribs almost giving out from the flowers that grew within.

And I explode into wildflowers and stardust at the sound of his voice, forming words that caress my body entirely.

"You're the stars in my night sky, Lily. And I cannot want you more."

The rain is lost into a faint whisper as he crashes his lips onto mine, grasping to be closer to each other. Our mouths move in a glorious rhythm that shames the symphonies of the world. I press myself onto him, back chilled by the tiles. Hands adventuring, touching him in the places I've only dreamed about. They slip under his shirt and a delicate moan loosens from his mouth as I taste him.

I trace the curves of his body, admiring how he was simply a work of art. My thigh he now owns, stroking higher. We pause only to heave in oxygen but what is oxygen when I breathe him in, the smell of alcohol and cologne devouring me. His touch was so soft and warm, I wanted more. He made me feel whole and I was empty.

We break apart, panting and finally desperate for air. "You don't know how long I've wanted to do that," my voice breathless. His smile burns me and when Eggsy leaves hickeys on my neck and drags his touch up and down my body, it was the only way we could confess everything we've buried away.

He kissed me. I kissed him.

And right then, all the wildflowers in my lungs felt beautiful.

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