Killing You - Prince Nuada x Reader
Warnings - none
I sat on the edge of an old church looking down on city, people scurry down not even paying attention to the world around them. The gargoyles have long gone doing their daily tasks. I saw some fly toward the local foster homes, some even went to the troll market. I envy gargoyles they have their orders; they know their duties and they have no intention of quitting. They help humans and supernatural beings alike and I wish I could have that commitment without any doubts.
Rain falls from the sky lightly misting the city. The cool air ambushes me in as I shiver to its cool undertones. "Oh, god what do I do?" I whisper lowering my head, running a hand through my hair. "Do not waste a prayer on them." A strong voice whispered in my ear, I pushed my back into it and spinning around to kick it in the chest. I sit up ready to fight more till he brings the spear to my throat. "Nuada?" A smile etches on his beautiful face, lowering the spear.
He struts to the edge of the church looking down at the city as I was. "A putrid view, why would you pray over something that can't be fixed?" He inquired his yellow eyes boring into mine. "I wasn't praying for them." Hey, invites me to sit next to him so I do gingerly. "Tell me, are you realizing what roaches they are?" He lets his voice almost have a sliver of hope to it. "Yes, no, I mean it's just complicated right now."
He tucks a hair behind my ear, grazing my jaw lightly then tilting my chin to look at him. "They are vermin," he tilts my head to look out toward the city. "They killed Mother Earth, and now they are killing you." he turns me back to him leaning in close, his eyes never leaving mine. Enticing me as if a cobra to a mouse. "They will kill your mind, and your soul. You will be left with only fragments of yourself from their destruction. Why protect that?"
Tears pricked my eyes as everything I have done for humans come to mind. After the years, the people I have sacrificed I still have nothing to show for it. "Tell me Y/n, why are you a slave for them?"
"I don't know, because I have to be." I answered just above a whisper, closing my eyes. A single tear falls down my cheek, Nuada wipes it away gently cupping my cheeks. "They gave you nothing, and I could give you everything. I would move the mountains to see you smile, and they don't even know you exist. They stare at you as if you are a disgrace, my people would stare at you as if you were a jewel." He leans further in and kisses my lips lightly. We savored our lips on one each other's, as if we were two pieces of a whole broken. " I would stare at you as you were a jewel. I would make you a queen, yet you choose rats who belong in their own sewers. My love come with me. Come with me and throw away the people that are killing you."
He bored his soul into mine, leaning his head on mine. I could feel our souls intertwining, I could feel the bond I have been trying to dismiss, to brush aside. His right hand held the back of my neck, and his left is on my thigh circling it slowly. Memories of home flash through my mind, and all end in a horrible ending. The BPRD was my home for my enter life, and I lost everything and everyone. I sigh, knowing the answer I have to choose. "Yes, Nuada take me away from the pain." I plead leaning into his touch.
"Of course, my love."
