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It was a quiet night, a gentle breeze of the cool spring air slightly rustling the curtains of your open window. You groaned and shuddered slightly as it hit your naked skin, your blankets useless against the cold, as they were all piled up at the foot of your bed. The full moon bathed the room in a dim light, making it easier for the man carefully sliding into bed next to you to find you.“Shhh, Love, it’s alright. I’m here.” His arms wrapped around you, his body radiating heat you so desperately needed. “I didn’t hear you come in”, you managed to mumble, though barely awake. “I didn’t want to wake you.” Scrambling to move closer to him you too wrapped your arms around him, legs intertwining, closing the last bit of space left between the two of you. “Loki?” “Yes, Love?” “I missed you.” Pressed against his chest you couldn’t see the small smile on his lips, or the pure bliss on his face. He was home. His steady heartbeat was already slowly soothing you back to sleep and you didn’t hear him telling you how he had missed you too, neither did you feel the soft kiss he placed on the top of your head.

How he wished he could always be with you like this. Have you fall asleep in his arms every night, waking up to your sight every morning. Each day you were separated his heart longed for you and each night he came to see you he prayed time would stop and he would never have to leave you again. Only with you in his arms he felt complete and life seemed to make sense. But fate was cruel like that and all he could do was cherish the little time he had with you.

Morning came way too soon and as the first rays of sunshine appeared on the horizon he forced himself to let go of you, careful not to wake you. It broke his heart everytime he had to leave but he couldn’t bear to stay away from you for too long either, repeating the cycle again and again. Gently he draped the blankets over your frame again, so you wouldn’t freeze without him in the cold early hours of the day. He couldn’t help the smile on his face as he watched you cuddle into the soft fabric, his only wish that he could enjoy this sight for a little while longer.

“Forgive me love, but I must return home to Asgard”, he whispered, placing a last kiss on your forehead before forcing his eyes away from you. He knew exactly leaving you only got harder the longer he waited, and yet everytime he just didn’t have it in him to simply walk away.

When you finally awoke your bedroom was brightly lit by the sun already. Turning to your side you looked at the empty spot next to you. Had it all been a dream? Had he even been here at all or had you imagined it all? A sigh escaped your throat as you grabbed the pillow next to you, burying your face in it, trying to recall the memories from last night. Breathing in a smile crept onto your face as you recognized his scent. You inhaled deeply, closing your eyes, imagining he was still here, savoring every second of it. But your joy didn’t last for long. Yes, he might have been here, but now he was gone again and once more you were all alone. It was a bittersweet thought and you were slowly losing the battle against your tears.

It took you a while to notice the folded piece of paper on the nightstand. More proof he had truly been here. He often left you little notes around the place, since he mostly appeared at night when you were asleep already and left early in the morning. But this one was different. This one gave you a hope you hadn’t felt in a long time.

“One day, my love, one day I will stay.”

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Pacing up and down all along the back wall of his prison cell, his brows furrowed, he was desperately trying to rid his mind of any thought about you. He had seen you when they brought him in front of Odin, he had seen the worry in your eyes. You had never been very good at hiding your emotions and you couldn’t deny that even after years of being separated from him it broke your heart to see him like this. Sure, for as long as you had known him he had always been one to get himself in trouble a lot, but despite this you had never expected to see him in chains, about to be locked away. For Loki though what he saw was only a sign that you did still care about him.

And now, his head was full of memories. Memories of all the good times you had spent together, of your smile, your scent, the feeling of your lips against his and your gentle touch. Alone in his cell, he had way too much to think and he couldn’t get your picture out of his mind. It was as if it had only been yesterday that you left him, when in reality it had been years already. He felt pathetic for still missing you, but the sight of you had brought feelings in him back to the surface he thought were long gone. He wanted, no, he needed you back.

Of course, it had all been his fault. He had never appreciated what he had with you until one day you’ve had enough. But admitting when he was to blame had never been one of his strengths.

It was already a big step to admit that he missed you. And now he couldn’t get that out of his mind. You had known each other for as long as he could remember, had promised each other as children that you would get married one day. Not that he had ever taken this children’s promise too serious, but nevertheless it had always seemed like it was simply meant to be. At least to him.

Until that fateful day a few years ago. He didn’t want to remember. He didn’t know where it had all gone so wrong. You had always seemed happy, or at least so he had thought. Or had he simply been too blind? Never would he forget the first time you told him you loved him. The first time you kissed. The first time you spent the night together. The feeling of your naked body against his, the warmth of your breath against his skin. Holding each other tight afterwards and how perfectly you seemed to fit into his arms. Now it all seemed to be lost.

He wanted to scream, ram his head against the wall, anything to get these thoughts out of his head and maybe make his heart a bit lighter. No, no, he told himself, he had to keep it together. Sooner or later he would get out of here, he would find you and make you his again, everything would be as it was supposed to be.

Outside of his cell you had been watching him pace for a while now, he had been so deep in thought he hadn’t even noticed you yet. As you cleared your throat he flinched, turning to look at you. “Loki…” you started, not sure how to continue. “What are you doing here?” He snapped at you, harsher than intended. “I’ve come to talk to you, though you don’t seem very eager to” A defeated sigh escaped his lips. If only you knew, there was nothing he wanted more. “Forgive me, what have you come to talk about?” “In fact, I came to say goodbye.” “Goodbye? What do you mean?” “I’m getting married in a few days. This is the only time I’ll come to visit you. Even if you should get out of here again one day, we probably won’t see each other much.” “Married? What do you mean you are getting married? We promised each other…” “Loki… we were children.”

He couldn’t believe it, or he simply didn’t want to. He thought you had broken his heart back when you first left him, but this? This was much worse. “But… but I thought you loved me?” Never had you thought you would hear his voice so desperate, so full of heartbreak. You had known this wouldn’t be easy but you hadn’t expected it to hurt you so much too. “I did. I … I think I still do. But we both know we’re not good for each other and for once in my life I had to choose my own happiness.” He shook his head in disbelief. “No, no! You can’t do this to me! We were meant to be! You promised!” “I’m sorry. Fare well Loki.” Those were your last words to him before you left. You still heard him screaming behind you, but you couldn’t turn back, couldn’t let him see your tears. It was better like this, you knew it was. But that didn’t mean it hurt any less.

In his cell Loki had went on a rampage. Books and furniture went flying. It wasn’t like him to lose his composure like this but he had never felt pain like this before. How could you? How could you simply move on? Had he meant nothing to you? His knuckles were bloody from when he had hit the wall out of rage. But slowly the anger was fading away and the sadness was setting in.

Defeated he slid down the wall to sit on the floor, his face buried in his hands. He had truly lost you. All this time, he had thought he could win you back anytime, now he couldn’t believe how wrong he had been. Never in his life had he felt so empty, so lost. Tears were streaming down his face. You had been everything to him, he had considered you the love of his life. His whole life he had thought he would grow old by your side, that you’d live happily ever after. He knew he messed it all up himself, but he thought he had all the time in the world to fix it. But he had been wrong. And now it was all too late. You would be happy by another man’s side.

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Stars were shining bright on the night sky of Asgard, as you were taking a lonely walk through the palace gardens. There was a huge gathering in the palace, celebrating yet another successful battle and you had simply needed to get away from the crowd for a bit. You had needed some peace and quiet to calm down and collect your thoughts, before you’d do something you would later regret. Taking some deep breaths seemed to work as through the soothing night air your anger was slowly fading away.

Completely lost in thought, you were looking at the stars, entirely unaware of your surroundings until you heard a noise behind you. Startled, you quickly spun around, facing the direction the noise had come from. Your body relaxed when you were met with a familiar face, but only for a moment, before you remembered the scene you had watched back at the palace.

“Love, what are you doing out here all alone?” “I’m just taking a walk, there are too many people, I had to get away for a bit.” “Well, why didn’t you tell me? I would have joined you.” “I wanted to be alone. And besides, you seemed to be busy.” “Oh Love, you know I am never too busy for you.” He tried to grab your hand, but you pulled away, simply turning back around to continue your walk. You heard him sigh behind you, followed by quick footsteps to catch up with you. “So, will you tell me what’s wrong or not? Are you mad at me?” “It’s nothing. I just wanted to be alone and get some fresh air.” He grabbed your arm, forcing you to stop. “If it’s nothing, then why are you pushing me away?” “I’m not pushing you away, Loki. As I said, I just wanted to be alone for a bit.”

He shook his head, clearly not believing you, but he knew it was hopeless when you didn’t want to talk. “Mind if I join you for a bit anyway?” “Fine...” Reluctantly you agreed.

You walked side by side in silence for a while when you couldn’t bear it any longer. “Who was she?” He knew when not to push you to talk, because he knew just as well it wouldn’t take you too long to tell him anyway. After your question however, he seemed sincerely confused, but you didn’t quite buy it. “Who?” “Don’t take me for a fool, Loki, the woman you were talking to before.” “I would never. She was a nobody, just some friend of Thor he wanted to introduce me to.”

Waking up, you stretched, not planning to get out of bed anytime soon, it was way too comfortable. Glancing towards the window you saw how foggy and dark it was outside, and instead of the usual bird chirps you heard the patter of rain. Sighing you rested your head back on the pillow, since it didn’t seem like you were gonna miss out on anything today anyway. You soon heard a groan next to you and arms wrapped around your waist. The feeling of his body pressed against yours and his breath against your neck made you smile. “Stay”, he mumbled. “I didn’t mean to leave.” “Good.” He pulled you a little closer, nestling his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent. Turning around you looked into his sleepy eyes, he didn’t seem quite awake yet. A few strands of hair were hanging over his face, pushing them aside gently you couldn’t help but admire how handsome he was. You hadn’t even realized your hand was still resting on his cheek until his fingers softly grazed the back of your hand, before intertwining them with yours.

“I wanna stay here with you forever.” “We’re gonna have to get up at some point though”, you reminded him. “Shhh, I don’t wanna hear that. Just a little bit longer.” He pulled you a little closer once again, placing a kiss on your forehead, before resting his chin on the top of your head. You would have loved to stay in bed here with him all day but nature was against you. “Johnny?” “Hmm?” “We should really get up, I’m hungry.” He squeezed you tightly one last time before eventually giving in. “Sure, you wanna go get lunch somewhere?” “Is it that late already?” You were thinking for a second. “No, I don’t really feel like going out, why don’t we just order something?” “Someone’s up for a lazy Sunday, huh?” “Actually yes, I mean looking at that weather, it’s the perfect day for movies and cuddling on the couch.” “That sounds great indeed.”

In the afternoon you were soon nestled together on the couch, enjoying a movie. It wasn’t long until you felt a weight on your shoulder, Johnny’s head resting on it. Soon though he grabbed a pillow to put under his head. “Your shoulder’s hard.” “Whatever, at least get that pillow out of my face, I can’t see shit.” He had other things in mind though, as he pushed the pillow further in your face. “Johnny!” You had no choice but to grab the pillow that was closest to you and smack him in the face with it. He seemed quite dumbfounded for a second before he fought back. Soon you were both lying on the floor, laughing so hard you could barely fight anymore.

“I won.” Johnny whispered into your ear, as you were lying on the ground, back to floor, he was sitting on top of you, pinning your arms to the ground. “Fiiine, then let go of me.” “Only if you let go of that pillow.” You let go of the pillow, but made sure it was still reachable, so as soon as he let go of your arms you grabbed it again, but he was too fast and took it from you. “Noooo!” “You deceitful little girl.” A mischievous grin spread over his face and you expected the worst. You screamed for mercy when he started tickling you. “No! Johnny, stop!” “Make me stop.” You grabbed his shirt, to pull him down towards you and he immediately stopped as you kissed him.  “Now that’s one way to stop me.” “You’re such an idiot.” “Can’t deny that.” “But I love you so damn much.” “I love you too, baby.” He smiled, before kissing you again, slow and gentle, yet passionate and so loving.

Only now you seemed to notice the movie was still playing. “Oh no, we missed my favorite scene!” you whined. “I think we missed a little more than that.” You finally got up from the ground and were back on the couch, cuddled up together once more, to continue watching movies.

After a few movies, it was slowly getting dark outside, and it was only a matter of time until Johnny’s phone vibrated. You only saw that it was a message from Archie and you didn’t need to read it to know what it was about. Johnny quickly typed in a message before putting his phone away again. “Are you going out with the guys?” You looked at him, pouting. “No, not today. I’m staying here with you.” “Really?” “Of course. Why would I go out with them if I can be here with you?” You wrapped your arms around him, resting your head against his chest. “You’re the best, you know that?” “Well I try my best, for you.” It was days like these that you couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have him.

You were tired, your joints cracked as you stretched in your office chair and you longingly looked out of the window. Only a little longer, you told yourself. It had gotten pretty late, your last coworkers had left about an hour ago, you were the only one left in the office. Or so you had thought, until you saw a familiar figure standing in the doorway. “Still hard at work?” He wondered. You only nodded without giving him a proper answer, you barely looked at him. He sighed, grabbing a spare chair and sitting down next to you.

Your eyes didn’t leave your work for a second, but Middy was making it hard for you to concentrate. He kept rolling around with the office chair, and whenever he stopped he sat way closer to you than it would be comfortable with any coworker. When at some point he even started whistling some melody you lost it. “Why are you even still here?” You questioned, glaring at him. He only shrugged. “I had work to do.” “You HATE this job. You never work overtime.” “It’s not that bad.” You raised an eyebrow, not quite convinced about the honesty of his answer. “It’s gotten a lot better since you started working here.” He added, smiling, and winking at you. You simply rolled your eyes, trying to get back to your work, but Middy snatched the papers on your table away from you. “Hey!” “Don’t you think you’ve worked enough for today?” “I have to finish this!” “You know what they say, ‘Tomorrow is another day’.” “But…” You hated to admit it, but you were running out of arguments.

A warm smile spread over his lips. “Come on, you should really go home, it’s late.” “I’d rather be at work than at home.” Those words had left your mouth before you had a chance to think about it, and you could have cursed yourself for that. You hadn’t planned on letting anybody know how hard it was for you to come home and have absolutely nobody waiting for you, you didn’t mean to admit how lonely you were. “Why’s that?” “Uhm.. no reason.” “Come on now, you can’t say that and not tell me why.” “It’s just not really fun to come home to an empty apartment every single day.” “And that’s why you stay at work for so long nearly every day?” “Yeah.” “But you’re always alone here too.” “But the work at least distracts me.”

He was quiet for a bit, he seemed deep in thought about something. You had just started to get back to work again and his voice startled you a bit when he spoke up again. “How about I invite you for dinner?” “Middy, you don’t have to pity me.” “I don’t. I… I’ve actually wanted to do that for a while. I honestly only stayed overtime to be alone with you. And to at least not embarrass myself in front of the whole company in case you say no.” “Wait… so you’re not just inviting me for dinner as a coworker?” “No… I’ve wanted to ask you out pretty much since the first day you started working here.”

Now that you thought about it, you did remember catching him staring at you a few times when you had started your job, but you had never thought much about it. You did think he was quite attractive and you might have had a bit of a crush on him from the first day on too, but you had tried to ignore it, after all he was your coworker.

Movie nights with the guys were fun, but they also were a pain in the ass. You usually were the only girl and they simply loved to annoy you. Only a short while after your arrival you and Taz were already fighting over the popcorn, he was holding it up in the air, and him being the tall, skinny guy he was you had no chance to reach it. “Come on Taz! This isn’t funny!” You pouted, grabbing his arm, trying to pull it down so you could reach the bowl. He only laughed though, knowing you didn’t stand a chance. Thankfully you soon got help and Middy, wanting popcorn too and not being able to reach it either, joined your side.

“She’s right Taz, put it down!” Even though Middy usually was with him when it came to annoying you, he couldn’t convince him to at least give the bowl to him. Johnny and Archie were sitting on the couch, watching and apparently enjoying the spectacle. They could easily just watch, they had their own bowl of popcorn, but of course they didn’t share it with anybody.

Middy, starting to get slightly pissed off suddenly charged at Taz, his plan to grab the bowl while Taz was trying to catch his balance. What he didn’t expect though was Taz tripping over the carpet, which sent the bowl flying through the living room, popcorn raining down on the floor. Instead of laughing though everyone was dead silent as the bowl crashed down. As Taz had lost his balance he had fallen towards your direction, knocking you down with him and while he had been lucky and had landed on the carpet, you had hit your head on the table.

While Taz was getting up again, rubbing his arm he had fallen on, they soon noticed you weren’t moving. Archie immediately jumped up, rushing to your side, carefully grabbing you and pulling you up into a sitting position, with your back leaning against the couch. “Y/N?” He called out, his brows furrowed and worry in his voice. “Fuck, Y/N, wake up! Johnny, call a doctor!” Johnny, who had only been staring at you until now, shock written all over his face, immediately grabbed his phone.

When you opened your eyes, you had absolutely no idea what was going on. You had no explanation as to why you were suddenly sitting on the floor, the guys surrounding you, all of them seeming worried. You flinched as you moved, feeling the pain in the back of your head. You wanted to get up, but Archie gently pushed you back down. “You should stay here for a bit, at least until the doctor is here and got you checked.” “Doctor? What are you talking about, what happened?” “What do you remember?” “I remember trying to get the popcorn from Taz, Middy was helping me and tried to push him. That’s it pretty much.” “You don’t remember Taz falling on you and you hitting your head on the table?” “No… but that at least explains my headache. But why are you all so worried?” “You were completely gone for at least five minutes, we couldn’t wake you up anymore.” “Oh shit..” Middy suddenly joined your conversation. “You have no idea how sorry I am, it was a dumb idea to knock Taz over like that.” “It’s okay, there’s no way you could have known this would happen.”

Again you tried to get up but once more Archie didn’t let you. “Archie please, I’m fine.” “No, you’re staying down. I’m not risking anything.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms, but you didn’t protest any longer. You didn’t want to make him worry even more, but you had to admit it did feel nice, knowing how much he cared about you. But you tried to get that thought off your mind. Of course he cared, he was your friend after all. That’s it, that’s all he is, all he’s ever gonna be.

It wasn’t much longer until the doctor arrived, checking your vital signs and reflexes, to be honest you didn’t quite know what he was doing. It was obvious how everybody in the room relaxed when he said you were fine, only telling you to take it easy for a few days and get as much rest as possible.

With that the movie night was kinda over for you. Even without the doctor’s advice, since the pain had only gotten worse since you woke up you only wanted to go to bed. You cursed, remembering you walked here but since it wasn’t far you decided not to say anything. But you hadn’t even gotten out the door when Archie caught up to you, his car keys jingling in his hand. “You walked here, right?” He asked you, and it was hard not to notice how worried he still was. You only nodded in response. “Come on then, I’ll drive you home.” “Archie, I’ll be fine, it’s okay.” “No, you were told to take it easy and get rest, remember? I’m driving you home.” You gave in, to be honest you were thankful, you really didn’t want to walk all the way home.

He dropped you off at your place, after you had assured him about a million times that you were gonna be fine and that you only wanted to go to bed anyway. And yet you had barely taken off your shoes and walked into the kitchen to get yourself a glass of water, when the doorbell rang. Opening the door of course it was Archie who was standing in front of you. “You know what? I changed my mind, I’m not leaving you alone.” “Archie, I told you I’ll be fine.” “I know, but I’m not gonna be able to sleep for just a minute tonight if I don’t KNOW you’re fine.” “Are you really that worried?” “Of course I am! Seeing you lying on the floor, not moving a muscle, I don’t remember the last time I was so scared. It might have only been five minutes, but it felt like hours.” He ran a hand through his hair, clearly upset. As much as you hated seeing him so worried, it warmed your heart knowing how he reacted to you getting hurt.

“And also I kind of feel responsible for this too.” “What? Why? You didn’t do anything.” “But if I would have shared with you, instead of being such an ass none of this would have happened.” You looked into his eyes, not quite being able to believe what he had just said. “Archie, that’s ridiculous. It’s nobody’s fault. Nobody could have known this would happen. It was bad luck.” “I know it’s just…” He hesitated for a moment, looking on the ground, carefully thinking about which words to choose. “I couldn’t forgive myself if something would have happened to you okay?” “But nothing happened, I’m fine okay? You heard the doctor, I’m fine.  And now I’m going to sleep, you have fun sleeping on the couch.”

You tried to reassure him once more that you were okay, but your body betrayed you and you had to hold onto the wall for a moment when you tried walking to your bedroom. Immediately Archie was by your side, his arms around you, supporting you. “You’re fine, huh?” “Well he said I might be a bit dizzy. It’s getting better already.” Archie didn’t listen though and simply picked you up, carrying you to your bedroom. “Okay don’t you think you’re overacting a bit now?” “No, not taking any risks.” You rolled your eyes, but smiled and leaned your head against his chest.

You could have cursed yourself for how much you enjoyed being carried by him. He was only worried, you knew this was a onetime thing only. And yet you couldn’t help but feel way too comfortable in his arms. You had longed for your bed, but now you could have cried when he gently placed you on the mattress and let go of you. Before he could walk away though you grabbed his arm. “Archie wait… can you stay, please?” “I already told you I’m staying.” He looked down at you, slightly confused. “No, I mean… here.” It took him a moment until he realized what exactly you meant with that and his expression softened. “Sure.” He took off his shirt and laid down next to you. Thankfully you had chosen comfortable clothes for your movie night, you were too tired and didn’t want to bother with changing now.

It wasn’t long until Archie wrapped his arms around you, gently running his fingers down your back. His touch was so soothing and you could have immediately fallen asleep, but as tired as you were, you wanted to enjoy this moment a little longer. Just before you could fall asleep you heard Archie’s voice again. “You know, I’ve wanted to talk to you. A few hours ago I really didn’t think I’d do this today, but now seems like the perfect time.” “What do you mean?” You were completely awake again, staring into his eyes, a questioning look on your face.

All of a sudden he seemed incredibly nervous, scratching the back of his head, not daring to look into your eyes. “Well I… I don’t really know how to say this…I just really, really like you a lot okay? And I sound like a twelve year old with his first crush, I’m sorry.” He shook his head, letting out a short laugh, still trying not to meet your gaze. Until you put your hand on his cheek, smiling at him. “Archie, I…” You were trying to think of something to say, but you never got to finish your sentence. Within a heartbeat Archie’s lips were on yours, and you had forgotten every single word you wanted to say anyway. He pulled you closer and you had never realized just how desperate you were for his touch, how much you longed for him.  He broke the kiss way too soon and you already missed the feeling of his lips.

Request: You walk home after a Santa Cruz concert, and Taz follows you, because he had seen some guy watch you and follow you from the venue and he wanted to make sure you’re fine, so he walks you home.

You didn’t want to believe it was over already. You had waited for ages to finally see you favorite band live, and it was even better than you could have ever expected. Sadly though they were already playing their last song and you wanted to cry, not willing to accept that that’s it. When they suddenly announced that they’d come out after the show, to meet their fans you could barely believe what you had heard and you screamed, not being able to contain your joy.

After about twenty minutes you finally saw them and even though you couldn’t wait to meet them you were just standing there with all the other fans, patiently waiting for your turn, too shy to do anything about the people pushing their way to the front instead of standing in line. Luckily though Taz noticed you standing there, as you were slowly growing impatient, biting your lip because you didn’t want to be unfriendly and interrupt them talking to other people.

He turned towards you, smiling at you asking how you were doing and if you had enjoyed the show. You could only tell him how great it was and how it had surpassed your expectations by far, and you had already expected them to be great. You talked to him and of course also the rest of the band for a bit, but soon everyone had to leave. Sad you had to leave and yet so happy you had met them, you walked out of the door, not noticing the man following in some distance, hiding in the shadows.

It wasn’t long though that you heard a noise behind you. Turning around you couldn’t see anybody, but still the feeling of being watched stayed. You started walking faster, just how much you hated walking home alone at night. When you heard another noise you turned around. “Who’s there?” You shouted through the night, of course not getting an answer. Just when you wanted to turn back around and continue walking you felt a hand on your shoulder. You jumped and screamed, pushing the hand away, facing the man suddenly standing there.

“Oh shit, sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” He apologized. Standing in front of you was nobody else than Tazzy Cruz. “I.. uh.. it’s okay. But can I ask you what you’re doing here?” “There was this weird guy watching you when we talked, and I saw him follow you when you left, I wanted to make sure you’re okay.” So it hadn’t just been a bad feeling. You smiled at him. “Well, thanks. And I thought I had imagined hearing something.” “So he actually kept following you… I wasn’t sure after I didn’t see him anymore. Now come on, I’ll walk you home.” “What? You.. you don’t have to do that.” “And risk that he’s still around? No way. I’m not letting that guy harm you.” “Thanks.” You smiled, looking to the ground. Of course you had wanted him to come with you. After knowing there actually had been somebody following you, you were incredibly scared.

With Taz by your side though you felt like you had nothing to fear. You hadn’t walked far and you were already laughing again, like there was no care in the world, after he had been telling you some stories about the crazy shit that was happening when they were on tour. “You know, you have a really beautiful laugh.” He mentioned and you couldn’t help but blush. “Thanks.” You whispered and you saw the smile on his lips out of the corner of your eyes.

Way too soon you both stood in front of your door. “Well, this is my place. Thanks again for walking me home.”. “No problem. I couldn’t let anything happen to you. But at least that guy gave me a good excuse to walk you home.” You awkwardly stood at your doorstep, looking up at him. “I guess this is goodbye then?” You said after a few seconds of silence. He only nodded, scratching the back of his head. “Yeah, I guess so.” Before you could open your door and walk inside though he suddenly grabbed your wrist, stopping you. 

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“You turned, and went hunting. You have no control over your animal form, that’s why you don’t remember it. The deer was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time.” It was true, he had been watching her ever since that day. He had run into her on her walk and felt her power. Usually he wouldn’t have thought too much about it, he did run into others among the humans every now and then, if it hadn’t been for the rage he also felt within her. A sure sign that she was about to turn against her will. He had followed her, keeping his distance, so to not raise any suspicions, but he had been too cautious and stayed too far behind it seemed, because he lost her. When he found her again the deer was already dead and she ran before he could stop her.

Since that day he spent his time lingering near her, not letting her out of his sight. On a few occasions he was close to stepping in but she had always managed to calm down in time thankfully. How would he have been able to explain appearing at her office? That was until last night, when the man threatened her friend. He had felt her anger and when he heard her growl he thought he was too late and she was going to rip the man apart. Luckily enough she had been so caught off guard by him that she forgot about her anger for a moment, which was enough for him to get the situation under control.

Fighting the human had been easy enough, he barely received a few scratches and that was only because he had gotten distracted by Riana and her friend leaving. Cursing he knocked the man out and followed them. He couldn’t let her get away this time, it was getting too dangerous and it was only a matter of time until she lost control again. When he stepped out of the bar he saw her waiting for a Taxi, but her friend was still with her. Sure, he could have said he wanted to check on them, wanted to make sure they got home safe, but how was he supposed to catch her alone? He disappeared into the alley where he had parked his motorbike. He had to get to her apartment before her at any cost.