#ozphne

im so sorry for not answering this sooner anon!

my dream daphodil kiss ughhhhh would be in either of 2 situations:

either daphne or oz are in danger, their life is on the line or they take a dangerous leap in the field and the other one loses it. because they realize they cant lose each other and after the person in danger is saved, they will have a huge argument:

(suppose daph was in danger)

oz is acting extremely weird with her: he didn't even glance at her, his posture is ramrod straight, jaw clenched and he is being short with her and other people so daph confronts him.

"What's up with you? Why are you acting so weird?"

Oz rolled his eyes. "Oh, I am the one acting weird, now?"

Daphne's irritation flared up. "What do you even mean by that, huh? Why are you acting this way—what did I even do, Oz?"

Oz scoffed harshly, his angered gaze finally meeting Daphne's defensive one. But that angered gaze was trying to hide some other emotion that she couldnt place yet.

"What did you do?" He hissed, "What did you do? Are you serious Daph?"

Daphne froze. She had never heard him use that tone with her, ever. At first, it may seem hostile but she knew that there was some desperation behind it. However, she was too blinded by her defense to see anything past what was in front of her.

"Okay, you know what, Oz—Stop with passive aggressiveness and just spit it ou—"

"Were you even thinking when you ran into that warehouse without any back up?" He shouted.

Silence.

"Did you? There was not one person to back you and yet you risked your life to go in that damned warehouse, with six armed men!" He yelled again, his chest had started rising and falling. "What would've happened if we hadn't reached, o-or they spotted you?"

Daphne gulped, "Oz, i had to. They had taken hostages, a-and they would've harmed them. I had to do something!"

"Oh fuck that—we were gonna reach in like 10 minutes and morgan was stalling them, you didn't have to go inside! You went rogue!"

Daphne rolled her eyes, irritation bubbling into anger, "Rogue? ROGUE?! Are you fucking serious with me, Oz? This is not going Rogue—Its saving people's lives!"

"Not at the expense of yours! It was the most stupidest decision—"

"Oh, you did not just call it stupid! What the fuck is your problem—You've never been this worked up when Karadec threw himself in something like this, o-or Morgan. Why do you care so much?!"

Before Daphne could even comprehend his speed, pull and grab—Oz took three long strides towards her, his arms tight, and grabbed her waist and pulled her right into his chest. Her gasp was cut off by his lips pressed onto hers, harsh, aggressive, desperate.

Daphne froze, but not because of the rain that was now falling onto them.

"I cannot lose you, Daph. Not in a million years. I cannot bear the thought of living without you." His voice was rough, gravelly and reeking of his fear, desperation and what Daphne realized with a thudding heart—love.

Oz caresses her waist carefully, lovingly as if he couldnt believe she was finally in his arms. Their foreheads meet and Oz let's out a grovelly sigh. "God, Daphne—I cant live without you. I love you—"

She is the one who kisses him now, one hand scrunched up at his shirt and the other pulling him down with his tie. The kiss is urgent, bruising and yet everything but careless. They both melt into each other, grabbing at each other with the need to be impossibly close. To feel each other.

His hands travelled up and down her spine, one hand grabbing at her waist as the other reaching her nape, pulling her closer, breathing her in, reminding himself that she's here, alive, breathing.

kissing him.

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