PAIRINGâDeclan Harp x reader
A/Nâanother something that I found on my drafts
You never thought you would have the life you are living. Living in the forest, haunting animals to sell theirs skin, your only home being the man you loved, traveling all the time because being in a location for too long would be dangerous.
The sky was still dark and full of stars when you felt something move beside you, making every trace of sleep disappear and suddlently, your body was embraced by the cool weather of the night, sending chills on your spine. You cursed under your breathe, searching for the knife you always left under your coat when you noticed the place next to you was empty.
âShh. Itâs meâ you didnât notice your breath was being held until then. Letting go of the knife, you closed your eyes and took a deep breath. Opening them only to find Declan standing in front of you, smirking at your reaction. âWhat would you do with the knife?â he arched his brows, eyes full of amusement. God, you are too adorable to scare someone and too kind to stab anyone.
âKill them?â it sounded more like a question than an answer and you rolled your eyes when Declan laughed, moving his head. Why is that so funny? You could perfectly handle a situation like that.
âItâs too cold! Come back!â you asked, giving him your best puppy eyes, too tired to get in an argument about your fightingâs skills.
You turned to him, biting your lips to hold back a smile when he placed his large hands on your waist, bringing you close to his body making all the cold go away. You never understood how someone could be so warm even in the winter. Youâd secretally think that he was a werewolf and that is the reason why he disappeared in most of the nights.
Little did you know that his past still visits him every night, usually as nightmares â they were usually the same, Benton coming and killing his ex wife and son in front of him but sometimes, youâd take the place of his old family and Declan would always be too late or unable to help. It killed him. So he keeps night in clear, making sure no one came near you. Making sure that he was ready to protect you doesnât matter what because one he promised you that and Declan Harp is a man of words.
âWish we could stay like this foreverâ you murmured, resting your head on his chest listening to every heartbeat, your eyes never left his. Doesnât matter how many time you had spent together, his gaze would always be able to make you feel vulnerable, like he could read all your thoughts.
He didnât said anything at first, just ran his hand on your hair so softly, lingering it on your cheek. Declan didnât know how he was so lucky to find someone like you in a time like this. Someone who didnât let the world you lived change the innocence in your soul. He was afraid to wake up alone on day and notices that everything was just a dream.
âI love youâ he whispered, kissing your lips softly.