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'SATELLITE' - Harry Styles

"i go round and round, satellite"

barry keoghan with dwayne johnson (aka the rock)

𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚: druig x gn!eternal!reader

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬: the reader and druig used to be in love, but everything had to break apart when the eternals separated at tenochtitlan, both druig and the reader going separate ways. but one day, while cleaning their house, the reader finds the letters druig used to write to them.

𝗞𝗘𝗭𝗜𝗔𝗛 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗦: so this one is, sad. It even has a sad ending, and also, this is longer than most of my other fics. Feedback is always appreciated!

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: a bit of fluff, but it is mostly angsty, with a sad ending- im sorry 😭

I finally find the last box and set it onto the floor, making a huge sigh escape my lips in tiredness. I have been procrastinating on cleaning out the boxes in my cabinets and cupboards for weeks, and I finally found some motivation to do it.

The stuff in the boxes hasn't been touched in so long, and when I moved here I didn't bother to organise it. It's just random things which don't have any place in my organised cabinets, but I want to see what all stuff I have in here, and maybe try to decide to throw the useless junk away.

I rip off the brown duct tape which were keeping the flaps of the first box in place. I carefully lift aside all the four flaps to look at the contents in the box. It's just small souvenirs I have collected from my trip to Hawaii last year. It was a big trip; around 2 weeks and I brought a huge amount of stuff from there.

I inspect around the contents to see seashells, jewellery made from seashells, keychains, a few books, t-shirts, quilts, and even a ukulele. Ukuleles are extremely popular in Hawaii and I decided on buying one, even though I haven't played it even once.

Once I come to know this is all Hawaiin stuff, I set the first box aside. I pick up the second one, this one a medium sized one and not really heavy. I look around the cardboard of the box to see if I wrote anything on it, but there is nothing written. I pull the tape and look to notice envelopes sitting inside.

Confused, I pull out the first envelope. It's slightly yellow in color, the yellow becoming deeper on the edges. I open the flap and pull out the paper resting inside.

The paper is also yellow like the envelope, and it is also even crinkled. I smoothen out the wrinkles and read the black handwriting scrawled over the paper.

↶ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊˎ-

My lovely,

Nothing seems to calm me down as much as your fingers softly running through my hair, ridding me of all the despairs in my heart. The way you intertwine your fingers with mine always makes butterflies erupt in my stomach.

I love how every morning you await with a basket full of fresh blueberries for me, and we both sit in the tree house munching on the sweet blueberries while attempting to delve into the deep secrets of the world.

Everyday I find myself falling more in love with you. It's an honor knowing you, and an even bigger one getting to call you mine. I hope to fall asleep every night with you in my arms.

Yours forever,

Druig

↶ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊˎ-

Druig.

I read the name over and over again.

Over centuries ago me and him had a thing. Well, it was more than just 'a thing'. He used to feel like my everything. The perfect person to confide into whenever I feel troubled about things in life. The perfect person to spend my eternal life with.

But someone rightly said; 'all the good things are supposed to come to an end.'

And what we had also came to an end when all of us Eternals separated at Tenochtitlan.

When we separated, I was in my worst stage. The shoulder I used to rest my head on whenever I needed it wasn't there with me anymore. I didn't have anyone who could be by my side all the time. It all shook me deeply.

But slowly, I evolved. I grew. I learnt to be my own shoulder at the times of my despair. I learnt to wipe my own tears when I didn't have anyone to wipe those for me. I learnt to pick myself up whenever I fell down. I became independent, and I forgot about my past life as an Eternal, and what me and Druig had.

Until now.

I have the letters sitting in front of me - letters whose imprints I removed from my mind with deep struggle - and now everything comes back at the speed of light and the work and effort I put in the past years goes to waste.

↶ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊˎ-

Babylon

I skip along my steps, the basket full of blueberries held by my hand firmly trying my best to not drop any one of them. I reach Druig's hut and softly knock against its door.

In a few seconds, a grinning Druig is standing in front of me. He intertwines his fingers with mine and with his other hand he picks a blueberry and pops it in his mouth.

"Hey!" I exclaim, pulling the basket back. "If you eat all of them now we won't have anything to eat at the tree house."

Druig shrugs. "I can't help it they are so sweet,"

I shake my head at him, and both of us continue to walk to the tree house. With the help of Phastos, me and Druig made the tree house together. It was hard, but the end product was pleasing enough.

We reach the tree house and climb into it. It's not really big, but it is big enough for me and Druig to fit in. We sit inside, the view of Babylon spread out in front of us. Druig begins to eat the blue berries from the basket, and so do I, as both of us sit in silence and look at the view in front of us.

I rest my head on Druig's shoulder, feeling him lean his head softly against mine, with our fingers perfectly laced amongst each other. I feel him squeeze my hand three times.

I love you.

↶ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊˎ-

Isn't it funny how you think you have met that one person who will be there by your side no matter what? Who will love and support you always and always. But I never realised even the deepest, most intricately woven relationships also come to an end.

After we all separated, I wanted to run back to him. Being away from Druig was too much for me. It took me so long to evolve from the pain, and I hate to see myself unravelling right now just because I read a letter.

I peek into the box in front of me to see there are more letters in it. Should I read more, or should I not? I contemplate in my head. I decide to read one more, the damage has already been done.

I open another envelope and begin reading the words on it.

↶ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊˎ-

My lovely,

Remember when Ikaris and Sersi got married? It was one of the most beautiful things you had ever seen. Seeing them vow to each other, both of them bound by love almost brought you on the verge of tears.

I want to promise you vows too, love, like they did. I just know you and me are two pieces from the same soul, and we will always be together, no matter what.

So, I, Druig, vow to always love you and be there with you through all of your ups and downs. I promise you an eternity of love and support. I promise you that we will never lose our spark and I will always do little things which make you smile.

You are my forever, and let's face it, I would be hella lost without you.

Yours forever,

Druig

↶ೃ✧˚. ❃ ↷ ˊˎ-

The crinkled letter begins to get crumpled in my hand as my fingers hinge closer to each other. Two smooth tear lines make their way down my cheeks, and I, full of pent up anger and sadness throw the crumpled up letter away from me.

How dare Druig promise me to love me for an eternity, when right now, we could be miles apart from each other, not even knowing about each other's whereabouts? That day, in Tenochtitlan, Druig went away. He didn't take me with him; he left me on my own.

There are nothing but lies in this letter.

He lied to me from the beginning. He never actually cared for me. And I was a fool to believe he actually wanted to provide me love for an eternity.

I was a fool to find myself knee deep in his "love".

I was a fool to even think me and him is a possibility, because it clearly isn't.

Tears and sobs continue to rip out of my dry throat, which continues on for some time before I find myself beginning to relax a bit. I wipe the tears from my face, and pick up the box of letters from the ground. I throw every single letter in that box into the bin, including the one which I crumpled up.

Because Druig doesn't have a place anymore in my life.

And he never will.

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𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬: what i think druig will be like if he wasn't an eternal but a human being

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: n/a

Druig would be obsessed with literature. I don't know why but I can easily imagine him sitting on his couch, reading a classic like To Kill A Mockingbird and would remain drowned in it for two hours and won't realise when the time passes.

His music taste might not be exactly pop and mainstream, but maybe rock and alternative, and sometimes R&B might be what he spends his time listening to.

Obsessed with flowers. He'd most definitely have flowers growing in his home, for whom he'd care a lot.

He would be a big foodie. He would love to cook in his home rather than going out. I feel his favorite might be something like ramen.

You know those talks? Those talks between two people in which they just talk about whatever comes in their mind, and the other one listens. It could be rants about their day or it could be wondering whether we live in a simulation or not. Yeah, so Druig would be obsessed with those.

I feel he won't be a person addicted to social media, but he would feel he's better off doing something else, something more productive.

I can totally imagine him having a fixed, cozy armchair for himself in his favorite coffee shop near his house where he would go almost every day to have the perfect hot coffee. Oh and he'd also be good friends with the barista who would be at their shift when he visits and he would always ask them about their day.

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𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚: druig x gn!eternal!reader

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬: Druig and the reader have been married for over a year now, they have a beautiful baby. They both reminisce some beautiful memories from their relationship and express their gratefulness for each other late at night, laying next to each other.

𝗞𝗘𝗭𝗜𝗔𝗛 𝗦𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗦: oh. my. god. It has been WAY too long since I wrote last on here. So much has happened in my life in the past few months: including entirely losing my passion to write. But I am so happy to say Harry's new album sparked some inspiration in me back again! This is just a small blurb, but I hope to get inspired and motivated again like before so I can give constant updates! Love you all <3 feedback is always appreciated xx

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦: none, just fluff :))

Me and Druig find ourselves laying next to each other, my head leaning against his as my hand is resting against his cheek, caressing the soft skin of his cheek with my thumb. It has been over 2 hours since we laid in bed to sleep, but instead we drowned ourselves in conversations, and none of us feel like pulling out of these talks.

Our bodies are pressed together, and a warm air looms around us. The dim lighting of our room makes the atmosphere around us more cozy.

"You're so gorgeous," He mumbles, softly taking my hand in his and pressing a kiss against my palm. I smile at him, snuggling closer to him.

"So so gorgeous," He adds on. I look at him, and he suddenly breaks into a smile, his cheeks lighting with a soft pink. It amazes me how it has been so long since we've belonged to each other, yet each time we compliment each other and simply look at each other, we can't help but feel all those fireworks in ourselves again.

My mind goes over to our little daughter who is sleeping peacefully in her crib in her room. Years ago me and Druig dreamed of living together, and simply being there for each other. And now, watching the dream become a reality sometimes is the most overwhelming thing to think about.

"Time flies by fast, doesn't it?" I say, memories of times when we promised each other eternity flashing in my head.

"It does," Druig says, softly intertwining his hand with mine. "It seems as if only yesterday I confessed my feelings for you. And now we have our own daughter."

"I am so so lucky to have you alongside in every step of my life, I couldn't have asked for more." I smile at him, as I press my lips against his. It is a short kiss, but it's big enough for the two of us to convey the feelings which can never be depicted through words, just through small things we do for each other.

"Remember when I used to stand in front of your hut each day in Babylon and used to await you with fresh strawberries? Strawberries from Sersi's field used to be your absolute favorite. I used to ask her for strawberries each day so I could see your eyes light up at their sight," He remembers. I sigh with content thinking about the fresh basket of strawberries he used to hold for me.

"I do, I miss those a lot," I say. A silence falls over the two of us, as I look out the window at the moon and the stars. I once wished upon the stars to bless me and Druig with a relationship which lasts for an eternity, and today to see my wish actually came true makes me so grateful.

I notice Druig's eyes beginning to fall close due to the tiredness lying heavy on them. I begin to softly move my fingers against his scalp. He moves his head onto my chest, and I continue to play with his hair and softly massage his head.

In just a few moments Druig, the love and light of my life has fallen asleep in my embrace.

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