#spelltine

Spelldon is looking out through the window as the sun sets, the sound of waves against the shore and the scent of salt filling the air. Takes a deep breath. It's been quite the time since he left his life as a pirate, temporaly at least.

Returns his gaze to his journal as he writes something down, that's when a familiar feeling bubbles up in his chest, a soft smile to his lips as the witch puts aside the journal and goes stairs down to his basement, that is actually more like a cave connected to the sea, making it look like a pool where the stones ended.

Spelldon grabbed a hairbrush from a shelf and sat down at the edge where the salty water met the ground, took off his boots and let his legs into the cold liquid, waiting. Not so long after that, a figure inside the deep blue became visible, a figure he knew so well, emerging slowly until the head was out of the water.

Valentine moved his hair out of his face, swiming until he arrived to Spelldon, crossed arms over the witch's lap, cheek on his own arms, resting.

"Took you long enough to come back" the witch said, his fingers running through the siren's hair, checking on the tangles.

"Sorry, met a whale in trouble and had to help" was Kieran's answer as he got comfortable. Spelldon smiled and started to brush his wet hair carefully.

"Is that so? That's why you have a nest on your head?"

"Hey! Mind you, ocean currents can be fierce and have no mercy with hair, you nasty terrenal creature" Val complained at his man's teasing.

Spelldon actually laughed at that.

"Missed your sassy attitude"

Valentine didn't answer, just cuddled and let Spell brush his hair. There was a sweet silence between them, Val's tail swaying with the soft waves.

"By the way, I brought you a few stuff I found, i'll show you later"

First october they were gonna spend together, Valentine wasn't a huge fan of Halloween and Spelldon knew it, but he was a lover of everything that had to do with october and spent weeks almost begging Val to match that day, do something fun together, watch movies or do something.

"Just because you're a dear friend to me" was the answer the witch got out of Kieran and actually felt... happy. Pure joy.

Started to spend more time with the vampire as they made their customs together at Spell's, having even sleepovers to not lose time doing things apart only to not like it at the end. Spelldon was having new thoughts about his friend but tried to make himself belive it was just because he really enjoyed having a friend.

"So... where am I suppoused to put this?" Valentine's voice made him go back to earth, purple eyes darting towards the vampire that was currently holding the clothes he wore during the day, now dressed in his pajamas. Spelldon swallowed.

"Just... over there, it's okay" he said, Valentine did as he was told to before Spell offered him to sleep on the bed, but the witch got up when Val sat down.

"Where are you going?" Valentine asked, curious.

"Sleep on the couch?" Was Spelldon's answer, the vampire had a blank expression before being able to speak again.

"... why? Wouldn't be the first time we share your bed, come on, it's okay" Valentine reminded him, Spelldon remembered. He was right, didn't know why it felt different to sleep by his side but went back to bed again and two hours later Valentine was deep asleep, but the witch had his eyes on the ceiling not understanding why his heart was racing whenever his eyes closed.

Spelldon had to keep himself from making a frustrated noise to not wake Valentine, but after what felt like an eternity, he turned around to face Kieran, his lips slightly parted, messy hair, faint rosy blush he didn't think was possible, long lashes against cheeks.

Screams and yelling fills the air, tables and furniture in general shaking, Spelldon has been so distant lately, spending so much time with some new guy Valentine couldn't take it, even if the witch said it was nothing to be worried about it felt wrong his boofriend was not spending time with him anymore to be with that new boy. He wanted to trust him, really wanted to, but was not calm about it.

"It feels like you don't care anymore!" Valentine raised his voice, fighting back the tears.

"I do care! Valentine, please! Don't be ridiculous, it's not what you think!" Spelldon spoke back before noticing his own words.

"Ridiculous?! How can you say that if you're never with me now! You spend all your time with that new boy! You don't even talk to me anymore!"

"Valentine! He's-!"

"What?! He's what?! He's a-!" Valentine tried to finish the sentence but was interrumped when Spelldon hugged him tightly against his chest. The vampire didn't say anything.

"He's my cousin, baby" Spelldon said caressing Val's back and hair lovingly, not raising his voice anymore as everything started to calm down. Kieran didn't know what to say.

"Your... your cousin? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I'm so sorry honey, you're right, I should've said something and not shut you out, I'm sorry, he was so lost here I just wanted to help him and got lost doing it, but I shouldn't have acted like that towards you, I love you, I do care about you, you're the only one" the witch reassured him swaying him back and forth so very gently to calm him down as he hugged him. Kieran took a second to just relish in the feeling of being in his boofriend's arms after such a moment and everything that happened.

"... you mean it?" Valentine asked, Spelldon pulled away just enough to look him in the eyes without letting go, a hand cupping Val's cheek, purple eyes focusing only on the face of Kieran, his rosy eyes, the softness of his skin. Spell smiled slightly.

"I know you always buy a lip gloss only if it smells like strawberry, you know how to do your nails but prefer it when I do them for you and I know you love it when I add glitter on them, I know you have 235 eyelashes on your left eye and 224 on the right one, you tend to lose those more often. You get sleepy after eating and always sleep on the left side of the bed." The witch spoke, his voice was so calm and loving Valentine teared up, but not for anger this time, but for love as Spell caressed from his cheek to his chin.

"I also know how sensitive you can be and I adore it, I swear on the River Styx, I do care, I do love you, my sweetness. You are the only one for me." He added kissing Val's tears away when they ran down the pale pink skin. Valentine openly cried, hugged him by the neck.

"You big sap... I love you too, please kiss me" he sobbed, Spelldon obeyed, lips to his in a gentle caress, like a breath of morning spring, the hands of the witch trailing down just to hold Valentine's waist.

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So, it's three in the morning but I can't sleep... 💔