Imagine, just imagine that you are a long lost princess, and you had no idea! What kind of life would that be? A sad one? A fun one? A mysterious one?
Well, you would have to ask [Name]. She is the long lost princess of Corona. And she did not know. She still does not know it.
All she knew is that she wanted to see the lanterns. And that is exactly what she is going to do. With the help of Montgomery. She will.
Montgomery, or as we have previously found out that his true name is Lloyd Montgomery Garmadon, lies asleep. His head resting on a rock as [Name] lies away from him, against a tree. He thought it to be common courtesy. They have had a long journey.
He has discovered that [Name]’s hair glows when she sings a specific song and she can heal people. He learnt that he can swim. He learnt that his head is pretty strong. And having a pan as a weapon is pretty smart. It’s a pretty good weapon. He also learnt what it’s like to trust someone again. [Name] being that someone. How could someone be so smart and so kind?
Anyways!
They also met ruffians and managed to run away from the two siblings that Lloyd betrayed at the very beginning. You see, Lloyd stole the crown of Corona with these two siblings. Acronix and Krux. and he tried to run away with the crown but he couldn’t escape the brothers and the royal guard. The royal guard has a particularly annoying horse that keeps seeming to find Lloyd. It has happened twice. And it is happening right now.
A drop of water lands on Lloyd’s face, the blond grumbling silently as he wipes it off his face. Two other drops of water fall on his face, making the blond wake up. He turns his head, his eyes narrowing as he sees the horse. You know that horse that I was talking about earlier. This is Akita. She is very stubborn.
She snorts, water dripping down her snout as she glares at Lloyd.
"Well, I hope you’re here to apologise," Lloyd mutters, turning his head to go back to sleep.
[Name] jumps awake, hearing Lloyd’s scream, her long hair falling from her body. Her chameleon, Riyu, squeaks turning red in shock before going back to light blue.
She looks around, seeing as Lloyd is being dragged away by the black horse.
"No, put me down!" Lloyd shouts, reaching for the grass to try and pull him back to [Name]. "Stop it! No! Let me go!"
[Name] runs after them, grabbing Lloyd’s arms as she tries to pull him back towards her. Akita neighs roughly, dragging Lloyd towards her.
"Give me him!" [Name] grunts, struggling as she continues to pull Lloyd towards her. Akita pulls harshly, pulling off Lloyd’s brown boot as Lloyd falls forward and lands on [Name]. Her eyes go wide as she looks up at him, Lloyd blushing slightly. This the second time they have been this close.
[Name] hears a harsh neigh, pushing Lloyd off her as she rushes over to the horse.
"Whoa!" [Name] raises her hands, Akita stopping abruptly. "Woah, whoa, whoa, whoa," Akita’s eyebrows furrow, glaring at Lloyd but [Name] seems to be keeping her at bay. "Easy, girl, easy. Calm down,"
Akita gallops, Lloyd scooting further and further away from the animal.
"Easy, girl," [Name] soothes, Akita looking at [Name]. Her head tilts, looking at the woman curiously. "Easy. That’s it,"
Akita looks up, seeing Riyu on [Name]’s head. Riyu motions for Akita to calm down, Akita blinking in shock.
"Now sit," Akita lowers herself slowly, [Name] raising her eyebrow in the first place. "Sit," Akita grumbles, sitting on her hide legs.
"What?" Lloyd questions in disbelief, watching them.
"Now drop the boot," Akita’s eyebrows raise, looking at [Name] confused. "Drop it," Akita releases the boot from her mouth, [Name] completely beaming. "Oh, you are such a good girl!"
[Name] gently rubs Akita’s snout, smiling at her. Akita’s face relaxes, her tail wagging behind her. "Yes, you are! You all tired from chasing the bad man all over the place?"
Akita nods, Lloyd making a face.
"Excuse me?!"
"Nobody appreciates you, do they?" [Name] coos, rubbing Akita’s face. "Do they?" Akita snorts in agreement, nodding. She rubs her neck against [Name]’s back.
"Oh, come on!" Lloyd huffs. "She’s a bad horse!"
"Oh, don’t be silly, Lloyd," [Name] smiles, looking back at him. Her colour hair hangs down her back and onto the grass. His heart softens, seeing the smile on her face. "She is nothing but a big sweetheart," Akita chitters happily, rubbing her head against [Name]’s cheek. "Isn’t that right?"
[Name] notices the medallion on her neck, reading the name.
"Akita," She nods, the collar has a golden sun on it. [Name] has always loved the sun.
"You’ve got to be kidding me," Lloyd throws his hands up in disbelief, Akita giving him a very harsh glare.
"Look," [Name] starts, getting Akita’s attention. "Today is kind of the biggest day of my life. And the thing is," [Name] motions to Lloyd, the blonde getting up by himself. Still without a boot by the way. “I need you not to get him arrested,” Akita huffs, moving backwards. "Just for twenty four hours and then," Lloyd and Akita look at each other with very strong dislike in their eyes. "You can chase each other to your hearts content, okay?"
Lloyd sighs, putting his hand out towards Akita. Akita looks at him in disgust before turning away.
"And it's also my birthday," [Name] mentions, looking over at Akita. "Just so you know," Akita sighs, putting her hoove on Lloyd’s hand. They shake hands once, staring at each other in distrust.
[Name] pushes past them with Riyu on her shoulder, hearing something in the background. Akita and Lloyd both watch her, Akita raising her hoof as she punches Lloyd in the stomach. He falls back in pain, Akita chittering out a laugh.
[Name] smiles as she looks at the kingdom of Corona. Wow. It's beautiful. And the way it looks in the sun?! How could she have gone her whole life without seeing it?
She walks onto the stone bridge, looking back at Lloyd with a smile as he smiles back at her. He notices a wanted poster of himself, quickly snatching it from the bridge and crumpling in his hands. Akita glares at him, Lloyd stuffing the paper in the horse’s mouth. Akita spits it out, the paper landing on Lloyd’s face. Akita huffs out a laugh, Lloyd wiping the poster off his face. Did you know that they never seem to get his nose right? In these wanted posters? He finds it so irritating.
The blond lunges at the horse, pushing her. And with that Akita headbuts him. Lloyd goes to strangle the horse, but Riyu, who is now sitting on [Name]’s head, narrows his eyes at them.
The two stop fighting, letting go of each other. But Lloyd still pushes Akita as they walk towards the kingdom.
[Name] gently pushes past people as she walks into the kingdom with a gleeful smile on her face. The kingdom is decorated with purple flags with a golden sun in the middle. Everyone in the village are joyful and happy. And it’s infecting her too.
[Name] goes to walk forward, letting out a small yelp as a cart races past her. She accidentally bumps into a woman, the woman smiling at her with soft eyes. Why is [Name] so clumsy? She disrupts some ducks before bumping into two other men.
"Sorry," She tells him before, letting out a yelp as her hair is being trampled on. Lloyd quickly helps pick up her hair as [Name] does the same. He looks down at her hair before looking around and noticing four sisters who are braiding their hair on the fountain. He whistles, getting their attention and motioning [Name]’s hair to them. The four girls gasp, letting go of their hair.
[Name] laughs as she sits on the floor, her [colour] hair being braided as the sister dances between her locks.
Lloyd rests against the wall, ducking immediately as he sees the kingsguard. He notices them walking past so he goes to check on [Name]. And his eyes immediately dilate as he watches as she turns, showing him his hair.
Purple, pink and golden flowers scattered in the plait and it is easy to manage. She loves it! And so does Lloyd. Akita raises her eyebrow at him, Lloyd pushing the horse away.
"Thank you so much, girls!" [Name] smiles, hugging them all.
The two of them wander between stall and stall, [Name] tasting all different kinds of pastries and fruits as Lloyd watches her with a laugh.
The two wait in line for another pastry, [Name] looking to her right. A memorial? She walks out of line, walking over to it. The Queen, The King and a baby.
"It’s for the lost princess," A young girl says to his younger brother, placing a purple flower on it. [Name] narrows her eyes, looking at the memorial. Why does the baby look just like her?
She perks up, hearing a band behind her and following them and their music.
Lloyd smiles at the vendor in thanks, turning to give a treat to [Name] but she is dancing. She is dancing!
The band watches her move as she puts her hand out to a child, the two of them dancing together as she spins him. She offers her hand to a man, the older man shaking his head no. He has not danced since his wife died. But [Name] still offers her hand anyway with a smile. She pulls him towards her, his friend laughing on the outskirts of the circle.
The woman in purple reaches out for another man, that man taking his wife and her dad with them into the dance circle.
[Name] smiles over at the woman, looping their hands together as [Name] brings her into the dance circle.
Everyone in the dance circle claps to the beat of the song, [Name] leading them around the sunflower art on the floor. She smiles, turning over to Lloyd, motioning for him to come and join her.
He scrunches up his noise, shaking his head as Akita trots over to them with Riyu on her back. Akita gives Lloyd a look before using her hind to push him into the dance circle. Lloyd glares at Akita before his hand is taken by a woman. Akita neighs out a laugh, hitting her hoof against the ground.
Lloyd pays a small boy, buying a flag for [Name]. And as he turns to give it to her, she hugs him, putting the flag against the rest of them in the kingdom.
Lloyd and [Name] dance with other villagers, turning as the dance is allowing them to. They reach for each other, but two other villagers take their hands, [Name] giving him a small smile as Lloyd just winks at her. Next time definitely.
On her hands and knees, [Name] uses the chalk to create a magnificent piece of art. She wipes her head as she finishes, standing next to Lloyd. He rests his hand on her shoulder, completely in awe.
The art she made? A golden sun with sunrays and an ombre purple sunset.
The violinist gets into the music deeply, turning with his instrument as everyone continues to dance. [Name] lets out a happy cheer, looping her hands with the villagers.
Two of the kingsguard walk past an alley obviously as [Name] and Lloyd look at each other, in that exact alley, with warm cheeks and dilated eyes as they smile.
The villagers cheer as some people kick up as they dance, [Name] dancing with her dress.
[Name] points at the earth in a book, Lloyd watching her with a smile on his face. His chin rests on his hand, his eyes flickering between the book and the woman.
The townspeople continue to dance, in perfect harmony. Lloyd looks around as [Name] dances by herself as Lloyd’s arm is linked with a woman’s. His head turns as he watches her, the woman in complete bliss.
The song ends, [Name] in Lloyd hand in hand as she spins into him. His hands catch her by the hips, [Name] smiling as she rests her head on his chest. And he pulls her closer to him.
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I recently went to Disney Springs in Orlando, and got this beautiful Rapunzel doll!!! In comparison to my other Disney Store Rapunzel dolls, I definitely like her face sculpt the best. The details are so soft.
HELLO HELLO I SAW YOUR LITTLE JIM HAWKINS POST AND I GOTTA ADMIT! I LOVE THE BOY TOO!
was wondering if could request a little jim x reader who meet at the academy and have a little rivalry before becoming lovers? thanks! remember to take care, drink lots of water and stay safe!
Summary: Jim Hawkins & Y/n Y/l/n. Two of the most promising candidates to arrive at the Interstellar Academy in years. From academics to knowing their way around a ship, the both of them were on equal footing. Too bad they see the other as a rival. Then again, perhaps it was a good thing. For if they were to team up, they could conquer the entire galaxy if they wanted to. But when did that rivalry changed into something more?
Pairing: Jim Hawkins x Reader
Rating || Genres || Warnings: T. Romance. None.
A/N: I mean who doesn't love the boy :3 Ok so the song I decided to pick is Téir Abhaile 'Riú by Celtic Woman. And I borrowed some elements from Kingdom Dance from Tangled because I love that scene. :3 And this got a little longer then I intended it to be.......I added too much detail to everything. Woops? Had a lot of fun with your request though!
You pursed your lips as you observed your reflection in the full length mirror. To say Emmy had been insistent about you donning a pretty outfit for the occasion would be an understatement. Your roommate had practically threatened you with it, saying she would no longer speak to you if you did not dress up. Honestly the female Canid didn't need to threaten you, no one could say no to her. Not even you.
So when she had dug through your closet and taken out the articles of clothing she deemed worthy for the event, you had put them on with no complain. A blouse and a corset with a skirt paired with shoes. The latter you had picked out yourself, having no desire to wear anything impractical should you need to kick someone in the nuts.
"You look gorgeous, Y/n." Parla your third roommate trained one of her several eyes in your direction, while simultaneously applying some black goo to the eyelashes of her remaining eye. "By human standards." Quel barely glanced up from where she was oiling her arms. You were thankful she was, your android roommate had a tendency to squeak when her joints would run out of oil. Emmy grinned proudly as she put the final touches to your hair and stepped away to appraise her work.
"Maybe you'll catch a sailor's eye while in town y/n." She giggled, prompting you to roll your eyes at her. "I doubt I'll have the time." You crossed your arms over your chest. "Since I will be making sure you don't run off half-drunk, Parla doesn't get in trouble because of her wandering eye and avoid Quel being stripped for parts by some con-person."
You had grown to be protective of your roommates over the years you had lived together. Emmy cooed as she reached out to embrace you sweetly. "You don't have to worry about us, honey! We've all excelled at our combat classes. Not to mention we'll have dates who can protect us." Both you and Quel glared at Emmy who only gave a nervous laugh. "Did you have to rope us all into dates?" The android asked, her mechanical voice somehow sounding annoyed. "Its best to go in a large group." Parla came to Emmy's rescue. "My grandmother says there might be some pirates or thieves in the crowd. And given the number of people that have come for the Ball, its best to find strength in numbers."
Emmy nodded enthusiastically. "Perhaps it is best to accept our fate and simply go along with the situation." Quel spoke as she stood and gently placed a hand on your shoulder. You sighed, closing your eyes briefly before shrugging and allowing a smile to play on your lips. You weren't about to be a spoilsport and ruin everyone's fun. After the month all of you had had, with the exams and revisions and tests and selecting the courses you would be majoring in, you all deserved a break.
A bright smile pulled at your lips and Emmy very early squealed at the sight. "Here's to having a night none of us will ever forget!" You stated with conviction, opening the door and leading your friends out of your shared room.
Little did you know how true those words would be for you.
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The town of Aonadh enjoyed a rather prestigious position. On one hand it was the closest to the reputable Interstellar Academy. An Institute that had been thriving for years and housed the future generation of sailors for the Queen's Armada. Many living in town had relatives who went there, or had some other form of relation with the Academy.
On the other hand, the town served as a harbor for many ships. From merchant vessels carrying riches and trading goods, to the crafts bringing new hopefuls to begin the next phase of their journey. The port of Aonadh was always bustling, always busy. There was never a quiet moment. Every other hour would bring a new ship in. Either to relieve itself of its cargo, have repairs done, or pick up people who wished to travel.
Really town was a small word for Aonadh, but the people refused to call it a city. Their ancestors started as humble farmers before the location of the Academy changed their status to something more. They were proud of what they had accomplished over the years as well as their status so a town it remained. One could find almost every life form residing in town, Arcturians, Aquanogs, Canids, Centaurous, Cragorians, Densadrons, Felinids, Geeories, Humans, Macriki, Mantavors, Minotarous, Optocs, Roboticas, Sirenius, Tuskrus, Zirrelians and a hundred more. No one could remember the first specie that lived in Aonadh and no one cared. Everyone was treated on an equal footing and the town had a huge council that had a member from every specie living in Aonadh.
There were several attractions that beckoned the young Cadets at the Academy to spend their time off in town. From pubs that never ran out of ale, to shopping markets that overflowed with the finest wares. Not to mention the massive library that housed more then a million scrolls, books, hoverstories and maps. To say nothing of the lavish streets and squares where something was always happening.
Of course the ports were the most exciting place to be. One could meet new people, learn about shipping from seasoned sailors, or even catch a tour of one if a Cadet was so lucky.
At present the excitement going about had something to do with several large ships that had docked not a day ago. Ships carrying Cadets who had passed out over the years and were coming back for their annual party of sorts. The Annual Ball it was called. Held every ten years. A huge affair. One of the biggest ones to ever occur in the entire galaxy. Guests of honor and other people of importance were sent invitations, while the rest of them simply showed up. Unless they were on duty or had anything of importance to attend to everyone came.
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It was certainly the busiest Jim Hawkins had seen it. In the years he had attended the Academy there had been several festivals he had attended with his friends, but not one of them came close to the excitement of today.
However that excitement had died down to be replaced by a burning annoyance at the sight of the only other human in his year. The very human who was now sitting at the same table as him, both of you sipping from your drinks.
It wasn't that you had anything against being set up for a blind date, it was the boy you had been set up with.
What existed between you and Jim was something of an anomaly. The both of you were the best in your batch, and quite frankly, some Professors seemed to be of the notion that you were both the best Cadets they had seen in years.
If only the two of you got along.
A bitter rivalry had formed between the both of you. Neither of you remembered who had taken the first shot, but all you knew was that you had to one up the other. And that was how it had been your entire career at the Academy.
Spiteful comments thrown at one another. Hateful glances whenever the other would be praised. Childish pranks just to annoy the other. Goading and baiting that resulted in either one or both of you getting into trouble.
The list was endless.
Honestly, if it wasn't so entertaining the Academy would've had taken action years ago. You often wandered if perhaps you and Jim had a betting pool going around in the Academy. Parla had dropped hints here and there, but you weren't quite sure.
Well, whatever existed between you and Jim, it was destroying your evening. As soon as it became clear who your date was, Parla and Quel had made themselves scarce, having the intelligence to stay clear of the obvious Supernova that was about to erupt given yours and Jim's expressions. Emmy had quickly taken you aside, begging you to go along with it, and explaining how Lyon, her crush for a good year and a half, had said he didn't want to ditch his friend while he had fun.
So Emmy had offered a solution.
Correction.
Emmy had offered you as a lamb up for slaughter.
And being the soft-hearted idiot that you were, you had relented, agreeing to going along with Emmy's plan. Only because you knew she was half in love with Lyon, and maybe this night he would work up the courage to tell her of his feelings as well.
And as you sat there, watching your best friend sway in the arms of the half-felinid and half-human male, you couldn't help but give a small smile at the happiness that seemed to radiate from the both of them.
"There must be a Supernova freezing somewhere." Stars, even his voice was annoying.
You turned your head back to look at him, that annoyed frown returning. "And what makes you say that."
He smirked, hands behind his head as he rested against the back of the booth. "You were actually smiling. I thought she-demons never smiled. Something about bursting into flames and the world coming to an end, that sort of thing."
"I smile plenty Hawkins." You responded, pursing your lips. "I just don't happen to smile at maggots such as yourself." The insult, if it were called that, seemed to bristle him enough to warrant an eye roll, though he didn't respond.
Seemingly taking his silence as a win, you returned your attention to the dancing couples. The music was lively and there would certainly be more people coming in soon. Sighing, you wished you could join in the dancing. Of course there was no chance of that happening.
You had no desire to ask a stranger, for fear they would try something untoward. And there was no way in the entire galaxy you were about to ask Jim Hawkins to dance with you.
Glancing at your empty glass of drink, you stood and stretched, completely missing Jim watching you out of the corner of his eye. "If I am to tolerate your company for the rest of this evening I'm gonna get another drink." He rolled his eyes, prompting you to give him a glare that had one too many cadets backing off in fear.
But not Jim. Jim was used to your glares and stares and returned them at an equal footing.
Walking toward the bar, you waved at the many tentacled bartender who was quick to give you your drink. The glass was a little too full, prompting you to walk carefully back to your table.
Perhaps it should've been better that you kept your attention on the people around you rather then the drink you were trying not to spill.
A boisterous group of sailors jostled you, propelling you forward and causing your drink to spill.
Nearly emptying the entire contents of it down the front of one of the sailors who had bumped into you.
"What the hell!? Watch it!" He cried out, swiping at the front of his uniform in an effort to wipe away the liquid. Of course, that didn't help.
Angry at loosing your drink, you glared at the male. "You were the one too drunk to walk properly, how am I to blame for your incompetence?" Maybe it wasn't the wisest of decisions to be picking a fight with someone who looked like he had some Densadron blood in him, but you didn't care.
You were already having a horrible evening, so why not make it worse.
Your words only served to make the male, and his group of friends angry. Pursing your lips, your hand slipped to the hidden slit of your skirt where you kept a taser knife for safety reasons. Your fingers itched, ready to pull it out when suddenly the stare down between you and the male was broken by a very familiar voice.
"There you are! I've been looking all over for you."
Astonished, you pivoted on your feet, just in time to see Hawkins drape an arm around your waist and pull you to his side. That wasn't what shocked you.
What shocked you the most was the smile he wore. One that was directed at you.
"Making friends I see." He continued while your brain tried it's best to compute the situation that was going on. "I'm sorry about that, my girlfriend gets a little light-footed when shes had one too many."
Girlfriend?!?!?
The group of sailors seemed to be calming down somewhat. Jim had that effect on people whenever he stepped in to stop a would-be squabble.
Ironic considering the numerous fights he had started in his younger days.
"How about she pay for the damage to my uniform, and I let her go." The male grunted, scowling down at the both of them. Suddenly his eyes zeroed in on you the way they hadn't before. A lecherous smile formed on his lips, one that had you scowling in disgust. "She can either pay money or show me a good time. I don't mind either." The rest of his group laughed boisterously, elbowing one another, wearing the same smile as their friend was.
His words seemed to snap you out of wherever your mind was. Pushing aside Jim's previous words, and trying hard not to comprehend where his arm still rested around her waist you opened your mouth to tell the disgusting male where he could shove something where the sun don't shine.
A firm but light pressure around your waist had you stopping. You watched, astonished, as Jim moved to stand in front of you, his stance protective, and an anger in his eyes that had you blinking in surprise.
"Or maybe I should have you reported for showing such disrespect to a future Captain of the Royal Armada."
It was then that the group realized who they were speaking to. Their gazes flitted to the pin you had proudly stuck to the right side of your chest. A coat of arms that assigned your rank, despite having not even graduated yet. Jim had the same pin, though his was hidden by the jacket he wore. Though he made no effort to hide it as he pushed aside the front of his garment to reveal it to the buffoons.
Being Captain meant you had authority and power that no lowly sailor had. It didn't matter what age you were, so long as you were a rank above, you held power.
And at that moment you wanted nothing more then to throw the idiot in jail for daring to make such a proposition to you.
The group began to retreat, taking their friend with them. The danger past, Jim turned his attention to you.
"You okay?" He asked, his eyes roving over your frame, as if looking for some sign of injury.
You nodded. "I'm fine." Despite there having been no physical altercation, you were still a little shaken. "You didn't need to step in. I had it handled." You finally said, still clutching your half full glass. Jim rolled his eyes.
"Not from where I was standing."
You scowled. "I was ready to fight him if I needed to."
Jim raised an eyebrow. "And get expelled so close to graduating? You're reckless Y/n, but I know you're not that reckless."
"And why should you care? Wouldn't you prefer to graduate top of the class all by yourself? Not share your spotlight with anyone."
He nodded. "I would." He paused before a teasing smile pulled at his lips. "But then who would be my rival when I make Captain?"
You waved your hand. "I'm sure you would find someone else to piss off."
"I doubt they would be as beautiful as you."
You gaped at him, had barely voiced your astonishment when his eyes widened in realization of what he had just said.
A bright blush overcame his cheeks, one that had him gulping nervously, raising a hand to rub at the back of his neck.
"Y-you think I'm.............beautiful?" You could barely believe the words coming out of your mouth. An awkward shrug was his only response.
Normally you would've teased him mercilessly about revealing something so intimate. But right then? Having just been saved by him, and watching him stand there, unable to meet your gaze, you couldn't help but smile.
"Don't tell me its because of my beauty that you've been a pain in my ass all these years." Your tone was light, teasing, compelling him to respond in his usual sarcastic way.
"That and you're annoying." He stated, a smile pulling at his lips as his blush began to recede. You hummed. "I didn't take you as the romantic type Hawkins."
He leaned closer. "Theres a lot of things you don't know about me y/l/n. Though one thing I can tell about you, is that you've been wanting to dance the entire night but have been too stubborn to ask me." Now, it was your turn to blush as you glared at him. Had you been that obvious? But Jim wasn't deterred.
"Shall we?" He held out a hand, indicating that you take it if you wanted to fulfill your wish to dance.
You pursed your lips, your previous annoyance for him rising to the forefront. You would never call what you felt for Jim hatred, but you wouldn't call it affection either.
But right then, you mused as you took his hand and he led you the dance floor, maybe you could label your feelings for Jim as undetermined.
For the time being.
The dance floor had lost a few dancers as the musicians in the corner prepared to play yet another song. You looked around, feeling a little nervous. It had been awhile since you had danced, and while you had no doubt in your dancing skills, you didn't trust your partner fully.
"You're not going to drop me during a dip or something like that are you?" You asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Jim laughed before shaking his head. "No, I promise I won't."
You frowned, leaning up to press the back of your hand against his forehead. "You're not running a fever are you?" You inquired, feeling your own forehead to compare the temperatures. He flushed at the sensation of her touch against his skin.
"No, why would you ask that?" His questions prompted you to shrug. "Well you're being nice to me, and neither of us have thrown an insult at the other in the last five minutes.
Jim nodded, looking impressed. "Must be a new record for us." He commented to which you laughed softly. "And I'm nice to you because I am a nice guy Y/n." He stated, to which you let out a very unlady-like sound. "Oh please, you've been anything but nice to me since we first met Jim."
Alright so it was strange to call him by his first name, but he had used your first name. And when he had? You had felt a sliver of warmth flicker in your heart. Maybe he would feel the same sensation you did?
Well you were right. At least about the warmth part. And though Jim felt that warmth in his heart, same as you, he also felt it steal across his cheeks.
God! He had never blushed so much in such a short span of time his entire life.
"Well you didn't make it easy now did you? You just had to be a smartass." You smirked. "Better a smartass then an idiot." Jim rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his toned chest. "I don't know, we've both done some pretty idiotic stuff over the years."
The musicians were still tuning and drinking. Apparently it was their break, and while there were several other couples standing around waiting for the dance to begin, your and Jim seemed to be encapsulated in your own little world.
"True, but they've been fun years. Memorable." You stated with a nostalgic smile, thinking back on all the times you had gotten into trouble playing pranks on your rival. "Ones neither of us will be forgetting for a long time." He agreed, matching your smile with his.
Your eyes met his, and you suddenly realized just how much Jim had changed over the years. He had been a little reckless and rebellious in the start, but those traits had toned down over the years. They would never be gone completely, but he had matured, no doubt about that. And not just personality wise, you mused, eyes roving his face, as if you were seeing him for the first time.
He had grown a lot taller the past few years. Taller then you at least, since he was a good head taller then you. And he was handsome, there was no denying that, and kind, given how he had just helped you out of what could've been an ugly situation. Not to mention he was extremely loyal, a trait you had always admired in him despite your rivalry.
Little did you know Jim was thinking along the same criteria. Remembering the day he had met you, and how annoying he had thought you were. With your perfect hair, perfect uniform and perfect scores. Then again his scores had always been perfect too, but he made up for it by being messy and a little rebellious.
You? You were always the picture of perfection. Even so close to graduation, every aspect of your life seemed perfect. From your scores, to your attendance record. Your gorgeous face, and expressive eyes to your hair that always looked so soft that he had to fight the urge to touch it at times.
Though today, he didn't hold back. Raising his hand, he brushed a loose tendril behind your ear, and if his hand lingered a little longer then necessary, and if it brushed against your ear, causing a gentle shudder to race through your body.
Your eyes never wavered, and it looked like he was about to say something.
Just then the music started.
Jim cursed, prompting you to raise an eyebrow at him. "Its a fast jig. I'm not really good with those." You smiled and shook your head. "Thats alright, I can teach you. Its easy."
So saying you quickly placed his hands in the appropriate places, one at your waist, the other holding your own aloft, fingers intertwining togther. As soon as you started moving, Jim cast his eyes downwards, trying his best not to step on your feet.
"Hey!" Your voice compelled him to look up, nearly catching your foot but you gave him a reassuring smile. "Eyes on me. You gotta dance right. Don't worry about my toes, they're made of steel."
He gave a dry laugh, but did as you asked him to. Neither of you looked away from the other, allowing the music from the minstrels and the voices of the singers to overtake all your senses.
You would sometimes tease him for a misstep, he would comment about your being a talented dancer who hid their talent, but there was no malice in your voices. Only playfulness, and dare you think, affection.
The jig began to pick up speed, the footwork getting a little complicated, but the steps were ones that kept repeating over and over, and Jim had always been a fast learner, and he had seen many people dance to this particular song over the years.
So when the part came where he had to twirl you away from him before bringing you back, the move was so effortless and fluid that it looked like you had rehearsed it. Your hair and skirt flew about you as you twirled back into him, your back against his chest, his arms around your body, hands clasped, keeping you close.
You tilted your head, breathless from the dance, your gaze meeting his. Suddenly all that playfulness became charged, and your eyes glimmered with a passion you had never felt before. His lips were so close to your own. To him your lips looked so inviting.
But then the dance continued, and you straightened in his embrace. This time though, this time neither of you spoke. Neither of you looked away as you continued to dance. Hearts beating faster, steps picking up speed, your movements becoming wilder more impassioned.
You twirled away from him, holding one side of your skirt aloft. The song was coming to a close. The last verse had begun, where you would dance around your partner, slow and playful, never breaking eye contact.
And the final chorus? That was the main attraction. Knowing what was to come, Jim braced himself. You took a running start, jumping a little as you neared him to give yourself enough momentum to fly upwards, only to have Jim catch you around your waist, spinning in a fast circle.
A laugh fell from your lips, your arms held aloft at your sides, enjoying the sensation of flying through the air. As Jim began to lower you, your head tilted to look at him once more. Your arms dropped to wrap around his broad shoulders, while his rested around your waist.
The song had ended, the both of you were breathing heavily, twin smiles of jubilation stretching your mouths as the crowd around you roared. It seemed both your dancing had attracted quite the crowd.
And the cheering doubled tenfold when Jim suddenly closed whatever distance was left between the both of you and fused his lips with yours. A moment of disbelief, where your eyes widened almost comically, before closing shut, lips moving as you kissed him back.
It was blissfully sinful, the way he kissed you. You sighed almost dreamily against his lips, allowing your fingers to play with his hair. Jim was no better, he was doing his best not to let his hands explore too much. You were still in public after all.
"What in the furthest reaches of the galaxy is happening here?"
The shrieking voice tore your apart. Extremely reluctantly, you might add as you both turned to glare at Emmy and Lyon in annoyance. Emmy looked like she was about to faint, while Lyon looked utterly bemused.
"We weren't disturbing you while you locked lips, so why're you disturbing us?" You asked, your arms still around Jim's shoulders. Then again his hands still rested on your back, keeping you close.
"Weren't the two of you just at each other's throats?" Lyon asked, blinking stupidly at the two of them. Jim smirked. "Well I can get to her throat again if you prefer. Though not in the same way as before." His words had Emmy squeaking, Lyon gaping, and you rolling your eyes and smacking the back of his head. "Lets not ruin their innocence Jim." You grinned.
"Maybe we should take this someplace private?" You whispered, gesturing between the both of you. "Away from prying eyes." Jim needed no further prompting.
Grasping your hand, he began to lead you out of the tavern. "Don't wait up!" He called out to your two best friends.
"What did I just say about ruining their innocence Hawkins?"
"What? We can always say we just played a game of battleship?"
"Really? That's the euphemism you're using?"
"So long as it clarifies that I'm gonna beat you at whatever we'll be doing."
"What makes you think you're gonna win?"
"I always win."
"Oh, we'll see about that!"
Emmy and Lyon stood blinking in disbelief as you and Jim walked out of the tavern, continuing your arguing.
"Were they talking about having sex, or actually playing Battleship?" Emmy asked, sounding just as bewildered as she looked. Lyon made a face.
"Knowing them, they were actually talking about the latter before moving on to the former."
Emmy shook her head. "Oh, there was nothing in the betting pool for this." She giggled. "Everyone is gonna be so angry."
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