Warnings: Just a sweet lil fic thatâs as light and fluffy as cotton candy.
A/N: Wrote this fic to show everlasting love and appreciation for the sweet @hellboytrash. The idea was theirs, I'm only hoping to do justice to the Hellboy fandom with this lil fic.
Summary: Hellboy surprises you with a night out to experience the traveling carnival that's come to town.
.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:   The Devilâs Carnival   .:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.
"Just wear something comfortable, babe."
You chewed your bottom lip, brows pulling together in consternation at your lover's words rumbling to you from the living area. He'd gotten ready over an hour ago and his excitement about this new surprise was almost tangible. Had he pranked Manning again and just wanted to escape the compound for a while with you?Â
Sighing, you just threw on a pair of skinny jeans, the ones he always made deep animal sounds over, always happy to admire the plumpness of your behind when slid into the skintight denim.
He knew surprises made you so anxious. But he was so happy over this one that you just found yourself quietly basking in his joy, eager to go along with whatever harebrained idea he'd cooked up now. A small smile ghosted along your face, eyes filming over as you reveled in the feeling of his love washing over you. He was just such a big dope. How could you not love him?
The last two months had been a whirlwind of constant struggles between the various supernatural races. This little night out was a surprise, especially considering they'd only gotten home just two short days ago. Still, you'd go along with it if only to keep him smiling. You didn't know anyone in this topsy turvy world who deserved to smile more than your big Red.
Finally deciding on a plain black tee, you slipped it on, the neckline dipping low into a sort of arch to highlight your ample chest. Smirking and knowing just how wild it would drive the big guy nuts and a small sort of punishment for springing this surprise outta nowhere. Two birds, meet one stone.
It only took the work of ten more minutes and you were finally ready to head out, hair up in space buns, black suede over the knee boots on and even blacker eyeliner on, sharp enough to cut anyone looking twice at your man. One zip up hoodie and you two were out the door and damn near skipping through the many levels of the BPRD compound, deftly avoiding Manning's ever condemning gaze and giggling the whole way.
You both breathed in deep of the cool October air, the sun just now setting and creating a blaze of autumnal colors across the sky, barely dotted with cotton candy clouds and the hint of stars winking back at you.
"Ok, big guy, you gonna tell me where we're going now?"
You only got a mischievous smirk in return before he carefully gripped your hand, interlacing your fingers and bringing them up to his lips in a firm kiss, his big right hand of doom coming up to ensure the hood of his camo green hoodie was covering the stark demonic features you loved so well.
Without warning, he slung you across his back, tail sneakily coming up to securely wrap itself around your waist as you gripped around his shoulders and neck, a startled squeak escaping you. And then you were off at a brisk pace, up and across rooftops and leaving a streak of your presence behind in the shadows.
Twenty short minutes later you both landed from a thirty foot drop, HB gently setting you free from being molded to his wide back. Your palms gripped your knees as you bent over, trying to catch your breath as if you'd been the one sprinting through the night to your unnamed destination. But when you stood up and caught sight of the myriad lights and people, and your ears caught the telltale sounds of hawkers and screams of delight. You could only stare up in wonder at your boyfriend, delight suffusing your features and earning an equally delighted grin in return. An honest to God, old school carnival, the likes of which hadn't graced this side of Jersey in decades.
"Happy belated anniversary, baby."
With a jolt of electricity to your body, you came to the startling realization that indeed... your anniversary had slipped by during this last mission without a word to each other about it. It had slipped your mind like a wisp of smoke!Â
About to apologize for your terrible lapse in memory, Hellboy pressed a firm yet gentle finger to your lips and shook his head, sending tendrils of his ink dark hair in motion.
Properly choked up now, you leaned up on your tip toes, arms wrapping as far around his neck as they could reach.Â
"I love you. I love you... so much."Â
You could feel the heat radiate from his already crimson face and a rumbling purr echo in his chest, vibrating into yours as you sweetly kissed his handsome face.Â
And then the two of you were through the gates of the traveling carnival, all day ride bands secure around your wrists as you both took in the sights, sounds and oh god, the smells of the many food vendors.Â
Lights on strings blazed above you, illuminating the love for each other and the grounds just enough to show you the various places to visit next.
You, whose eyes were long since trained to catch the subtle shimmer of fey-kind, could see the various magical folk flitting to and fro, enjoying the carnival as much as anyone else and feasting on the remains of the fattening food many people visited these kinds of fairs for.
Suddenly, you could see that many of the workers were also supernaturals, giving you sly winks. Suddenly the name of the traveling carnival made an ironic kind of sense. The Devil's Carnival.Â
Your little laugh wasn't heard by anyone except the big guy, who only looked down at you with an answering grin, tugging you along into the cool October evening, the rush of fallen leaves lost to the environment around you.
The next couple hours were filled with carnival food aplenty. Hardly anything of substance was spoken between you, just many lighthearted jokes and lots of side-splitting laughter.Â
With a hot blush you remembered the funnel cake he helped feed to you and the searing kiss he placed on you when he insisted you had powdered sugar stuck to your top lip.
His big arms caging you as you sat atop a colorfully painted horse on the merry-go-round, also insisting the dangers of going without his protective hold and the statistics of yearly injuries on the ride.
And the roller coaster, the Screaming Eagle! With a little laugh, you remembered pulling his much larger stone arm down in time to avoid hitting the underside of the rest of the coaster.
You couldn't remember the last time you'd both had so much fun. Now here you were, walking around with a giant blue lobster, still giggling like an idiot over the connotation it represented for the both of you. It had taken your boyfriend four tries because he kept crushing the balls to knock the bottle pyramid down, but he'd been determined to win you the thing.Â
His much larger fingers engulfed your free ones, swinging your hands between you and bringing you in for a warm forehead kiss. Was it possible to feel so much bliss?Â
"C'mon, let's do the ferris wheel before we head home."
You smiled brightly up at him and after the two of you were settled in the cart, the big blue lobster on the seat across from you, it slowly ascended to its highest peak in the night sky.Â
Snuggled firmly against his side, your breath catching in your chest as he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your shoulder and then to the side of your head. The magic of the evening clouded everything and the view of the city sprawled around, hiding mundane and magicals living side by side without the humans any the wiser thanks to the hard won efforts of the BPRD.Â
As you surveyed the splendor of a dark city lit by the many white and colorful lights throughout it, Hellboy played with your fingers. Glancing down in curiosity, tears instantly sprang to your eyes as you caught sight of the dainty diamonds glistening there on your left ring finger.Â
Your head sprung back, gasping from both the emotions and surprise of it. You'd never seen him look so serious before.
"Can I make you mine forever?"
The utter love and devotion in his rough voice cleared every obstacle in your mind and as the wheel began making its descent towards the ground, you only answered him with the sweetest kiss and a murmured affirmation.
To answer your earlier question...Â
Yes, yes... it absolutely was possible to feel this amount of love.
