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6 months. 6 months since the battle. 6 months since Lord Voldemort killed your family. 6 months of nightmares and sleepless nights. 6 months of wanting it all to end.
*flashback *
“No! No! What are you doing here? I told you to stay away” you yelled as your parents stepped onto the battlefield.
“ We’re here to help honey” your mom spoke
“We need everyone to fight. He can’t win. Everything will be alright, we love you” your dad finished.
“Y/N help!” Neville yelled. Running over to help fight off a death eater when you hear your mom's screams echoing through the chaos causing you to turn around and let out a blood curdling scream. You see Voldemort killing your parents, making you drop to your knees.
“MOM” you cried out
Voldemort turns his attention to you. Immediately you stand to fight, tears clouding your sight before arms are wrapped around your waist lifting you off the ground.
“We need to go” Fred yelled as you fought against him.
*end of flash back*
Since your family was now gone, the Weasley's have taken you in as their own. Miss Weasley or Molly as she keeps reminding you ensures that everything will be okay and you always have and forever will be a part of this family. You appreciate hearing this as it helps you while transitioning into this new beginning.
Fred checks on you multiple times throughout the day, which gets annoying sometimes but you love him so it’s okay. You know he knows something is wrong but didn’t know what or why I wouldn’t tell him why. Fred was your best friend, he was a year older but I didn’t really seem to matter. You told each other everything but you couldn’t seem to tell him about the nightmares or the fact that you were completely and utterly in love with him. Which is the way you’d like to keep it.
As another nightmare penetrated your mind, you were awoken in a cold sweat and tears daring to fall. 3 AM you sigh, quietly making your way downstairs to make some tea. Leaving a smell light on as you made your way to the front porch the cool air felt very welcoming against your burning skin. As you said that you let your mind wander free. Thinking about simple things like how summer days were hot and the evenings were cool, how lively the house always was, how the house always smells like a bakery because Mrs. Weasley makes something new to try every day. But also thinking about the battle of Hogwarts. To your parents, to everyone and everything you lost.
Due to being zoned out you weren’t exactly aware of the things around you. The stairs begin to squeak under the weight of someone making their way down.
“Y/N? What are you doing? It's almost 4 in the morning” Fred's sleepy voice came from behind you.
“Couldn’t sleep” Fred came up next to you before sitting down.
“ is everything okay?”
You sat there in silence as you thought how to answer, you didn’t really know and didn’t really wanna cry anymore.
“Y/N?” Fred spoke quietly
“sorry, I’m fine” now resting your head on his shoulder
“ you’re lying come on tell me what’s going on”
“Fred…’ A silent tear falling ‘I’m sorry I can’t do that right now. Just sit with me”
“Okay but when you’re ready I’m ready” Fred pulls you into a hug kissing your forehead. He held you for a while and once he was satisfied that you would be heading back to bed too he himself headed upstairs. Soon enough you too made your way up to bed. Letting your head hit the pillow, your eyes close. As you let the tiredness take over, hoping tomorrow will be better.
It was still early when you woke back up. The girls were still sleeping and you could hear the quick chirping of the birds outside. Quietly changing into some shorts and a t-shirt before making your way downstairs. Peeking into Ron's room as you passed, both Ron and Harry were still dead asleep and Ron was snoring quite loudly causing you to giggle a bit.
Molly was starting to make breakfast “Oh! Good morning dear”
“Good morning” you spoke gently as you entered the kitchen. “Fresh tea is on the table” Molly added, you responded with a smile before taking a seat at the table.
“Morning boys”
“Morning” they said in unison. George never took his eyes off the paper they were working on but Fred looked up. He tilted his head a little, giving you a smile. You look down at your cup, taking in a deep unsteady breath before looking back up at him. Forcing a small smile while taking a sip of your tea. Molly slowly started putting breakfast on the table and yelled up the stairs that breakfast was ready. You weren't that hungry but still grabbed a biscuit.
Fred kept looking at you, a sweet but concerned look covered his features as he observed you picking at your food and tinkering with the cup of tea. Wanting to be out from under Fred's gaze you got up and dumped out the old tea to make a new cup. “Not hungry dear? Is everything okay?” Molly asked. “ eh, not really but I'm okay. Just a bit tired” you gave a reassuring smile.
“Alright, im here is you need anything”
Heading out to the front porch for some fresh air, taking a seat in one of the old rocking chairs. Not long after the screen door snapped shut and the porch squeaked just a little under the wait of the person approaching. You stayed in your own little world, never looking up from your cup. In all honestly you didn't have too, you knew who it was the second he walked through the doorway. You could smell him, he always smelt like fire embers and sweets, and to be frank it was a bit intoxicating for you. He didn’t say anything as he sat next to you. You knew what he wanted, what he was thinking. You knew he wanted to know about the nightmares but at the same time he didn't want to pry.
“ i’m sorry. I know that if I asked you, you would have listened and tried to help. I didn't want to bother anyone with my problems. Everyone that day lost someone they cared about, I'm not special because I lost my parents. This is my burden and my burden alone. But these nightmares that invade my head are slowly killing me” you paused, finally looking over at Fred. He sat with tears in his eyes, a few of your own fell down your cheek at the sight.
“Every night I watch him kill them. I watch as the light dies in their eyes. Every night I'm back at the battle. Every Night i hear the deafening screams of everyone there” shaking your head as you quickly wiped your face, taking a deep breath.
Fred grabbed your hands in his own “I’m sorry you felt like you had to go through this alone but you're being too hard on yourself. It is okay to grieve your parents and our friends. It's okay to be sad. It's all okay but what's not okay is letting these feelings destroy you. I'm here for you, everyone in this house is here for you, but I'm here whether it be at 2 in the afternoon or 2 in the morning.”
You pulled Fred into a hug and whispered a thank you as he gripped you tighter.
The summer day continued as normal. The boys decided to play little mini quidditch games while you, Ginny, Hermione and George’s (she is not my girlfriend!) girlfriend Angelina sat out sunbathing watching them play. A letter from Charlie had arrived in the afternoon insisting that he needed Molly and Aurther to come out for something very important though he didn't say what it was. This led to Molly giving us all a very stern talking about how we needed to be on our best behavior, absolutely no funny business, to not burn down the house and they would be back in a day or two.
As the evening approached Ron helped Harry set up something called a projector so that we could watch some movies outside around a fire. George had brought out some whiskey to sip on and this is where things started to get a little awkward for you. Only 4 blankets were set up. One for each couple and apparently one for you and Fred to share.
After this morning, Fred was keeping an even closer eye on you than before. Being around him on a day to day basis was hard enough but now you're just in a constant state of butterflies and embarrassment. He's caught you staring like a dozen times today and now you had to sit next to him and act like everything was fine while the couples paid more attention to each other than the movie.
You tried to make yourself comfortable but nothing was working. Even tried to lay down but your arm kept falling asleep. Eventually you gave up and just pulled your knees up to wrap your arms around them and lay your head on your knees.
“You can lay your head on me….. If- if you want too” Fred whispered, close enough that you could smell the whiskey on his breath. Hesitant at first but giving in and not moments after you laid your head in his lap that you fell asleep.
“y/n… y/n'' you jolted awake as Fred said your name. “ Hey you're okay, yeah” He talked low and slow as he tucked some hair behind your ear. Finally sitting up and looking around, the movie was still playing and only George and Angelina were gone.
“What happened?”
“You were starting to whimper and saying no over and over again and you had a pretty good grip on my - umm- my thigh”
“Oh.. Im sorry” that was all you could say, you knew it was because of the nightmare. “Its okay”
“I think I should go to bed” you blurted out
“Yeah, yeah sure I'll walk you up” Fred said as he stood and reached his hands out to help you up.
You just stood there for a moment while you stared down at your now intertwined hand before looking up at him. His lips were already formed in an admiring smile which you copied before setting your other hand just above his wrist and setting your head on his upper arm. Fred leaned down and kissed the top of your head “come on”
Fred only let go of your hand when you got to the stairs to allow you to go up first. Your courage began to build with each step up you took, finally at the top you stopped and turned on your heel to face Fred. Almost face to face with him but even with you on higher ground he was still taller. Your eyes flickering between his and his lips. Steadily bringing your hands up to his face before planting your lips on his. He was definitely taking back but quickly recovered and his hands gripped your hips and pulled you closer to him.
Both only stopping because oxygen was much needed. Slowly you open your eyes only to see Fred's got this shit eating grin plastered across his face. You laughed “what?”
“Oh nothing, you know you should just feel so lucky to have been able to kiss me”
“FRED!” you smacked his chest as he erupted in laughter before putting his hands in the arm in defense “Im kidding! Only kidding”
“Can I stay with you tonight?” you say in a hushed tone
“Of course you can sweets”
“Mhm sweets? I kinda like it”
“ oh yeah? Well I would call you that all the time if you were mine” Fred stated matter-of-factly. You set your hands on each side of his neck “Promise?”
“Promise” he repeated back to you as he lifted you up causing you to let out a yelp and wrap your legs around him. He slowly made his way to his door before opening it and stepping inside. Shutting and locking it before leaning over the bed, laying you on your back.
He gave you a few more small kisses before taking off his shirt and laying next to you and pulling you close to him.
You couldn’t believe this was happening but you were more than ecstatic. Maybe now those nightmares would stop, maybe now you wouldn't dread going to bed. Maybe now everything would be okay. Still with your head on his exposed chest you thanked him for everything and that if this was actually happening that he would always be enough for you just the way he was because he was now your sweet boy.
“Always my sweets” was the last thing spoken before sleep took both of you.
Sorry it took so long! Sorry if this is alsoabsolute trash
It had been 3 weeks since Draco had suddenly cut you out of his life for no reason. The side comments and sly remarks stopped, then the distancing to completely gone. Like he wasn't even at Hogwarts gone. You were sitting in the Slytherin common room in front of the fireplace reading a book when a door slamming pulled you out of the trance.Looking up, it was Draco. He looked at the floor with tears in his eyes . "Draco?' He said nothing as he look at you before turning to walk up the stairs. You followed him with your eyes until he was out of sight .Quietly knocking and saying his name, twice, but no response. Slowly opening the door to peak inside. The room was cold and dark as if no one was there but there he was. Standing in front of the mirror
That's when you saw it. That mark. That rotten death wish. The death eaters mark. A small gasp fell from your lips.The sudden noise made Draco jump, turning around to face you. You saw it and he knew it, there was no denying it. There were so many emotions running across your face ."This ... t-this is why" a tear running down your cheek but he doesn't answer making you mad. You start hitting his chest."HOW COULD YOU' you screamed 'HOW COULD YOU DO THIS" Draco grabbed your wrist " I had no choice y/n. You have to leave . We can't be together . We can never be friends" "Fuck you Malfoy" you spit out
Tonight was the Yule ball, Mclaggen was taking you. He was a very cocky and full of himself and he was a means to an end. To get back at Malfoy. They didn't like each other, always ready to fight and tonight you were counting on it. The more you dance the more his hands were on you roaming. Your dress was short and showed off you breast in the right way As the music shifts to something slow, McLaggen says he'll go get us some drinks. Nodding as you make your way to a table. " y/n can we talk""I'm sorry, do I know you?""Very funny " Draco growls grabbing your wrist. Lightly tugging as he dragged you out of the great hall and before you could say anything, your suddenly in the 5th floor bathrooms. "You think you can wear something like that-""We're not friends remember. You don't have a say"
"Oh yeah? Well I'm going to fuck you so hard your going to forget your fucking name" Next this is his cock slamming into you, giving you no time to adjust before pulling out and slamming back into you again. You moan as he pounds into you. His hand coming up around your neck " let me hear you princess" "Draco" you moaned "That's it, good girl""Ah yes, fuck" eyes rolling back. Whimpers and moans fill the empty walls. You feel him getting close as he twitches inside you. He begins to growl as he reaches down, rubbing quick small circles on your clit. You cry out in pleasure, his past doesn't stop as you both cum, riding out both of your highs ."Maybe when this is over. But until then we can never be friends " Draco states as he walks out.
Pairing : Taron Egerton x reader (fem)
WC: 1383
Warnings : Physical abuse ( Please read carefully)
Song : I Found by Amber Run
Requested : nope. Found this one in my drafts, finished it up
To anyone on the outside, everything was perfect. Nice house, a good job and a too perfect boyfriend. But what they don't know is that he has a temper. A bad temper. Even your best friend didn’t know and who is also a problem for your boyfriend. Your best friend was Taron Egerton, a boy. Derick, your boyfriend found him to be a threat, with no good reason. You had never given off that you liked Taron at all, there was no reason that he shouldn’t trust you.
Taron had his suspicions about what happened after dark. He had seen a couple of bruises by accident and when he asked about it, I tried to play it off saying I ran into the kitchen counter a lot. But he could see through you like you were glass. But he never pushed, he knew I knew that he was there for me and when I was ready he was too.
Was I even gonna be ready?
When you hung out with Taron alone, when you would get him Derick would scream in your face and leave bruises on your arms and legs because “they won't see them there”. He drank too, which made things worse, and tonight was no different .
Taron had invited you to attend a movie release party for his new movie Rockman that was finally hitting the big screen next week. It was great to get out and be with Taron. Taron made you feel alive and new. Being with him has been a dream ever since Derick became violent with you but honestly you were so scared to leave. Scared he’d take it too far. He’d really hurt you or go after Taron and that's why you stayed. Stayed to keep Taron safe and still at arms reach.
“Oh, look who decided to come home” Derick's words were slurred . He was drunk and the living room was a mess. His eyes were dark, he was pissed at you for going to the party.
This was the night.
Walking into the kitchen to set your stuff down, taking a deep breath before turning to face him. He was already in your face screaming.
“ What's wrong ?” you ask as nicely as you could
“ DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DON’T KNOW YOU SLUT”
“ Excuse me?”
“ I know your sleeping with him” he spats out as his hand connects with my cheek
Grabbing your face in pain, already knowing it was starting to bruise because of the sheer force behind the slap. You were in complete shock. Tears start streaming down your face as you watch him go back into the living room. He was destroying everything. Flipping the coffee table, throwing the books off the shelf , knocking lamps over, all while still yelling at you. Calling you a whore and a piece of trash who doesn't deserve anything in life. You reach for your phone to call Taron for help but the second you stood back up, he was back, standing in front of you.
“ You dumb girl” He then continues to grab your face in his hand, you cry in pain “ I hope you die”
You feel your head flying into the picture frame hung nicely on the wall. Sliding to the floor and just staying there until you hear him leave.
Slowly standing up, using the counter for help. Dizziness washed over you like a broken damn. Your eyes were heavy and it felt like you were gonna pass out. Grabbing your phone and quickly calling Taron
“Y/N?, What's going on it's 2 am”
“Taron’ your voice was hoarse from trying to hold back the tears
“Y/N, what's wrong are you all right?” worry laced every word
“Taron, I need help”
That was the last thing you remember before everything went black.
Tarons pov
The night had ended on a good note, seeing y/n was great and being able to have her there to celebrate my new movie was a dream. She was a dream, definitely looking like one in the dress she had worn tonight. Her boyfriend was a piece of work, she deserves better than what he was barely giving her. I knew he was hurting her in some way but it truly wasn't my place and she would have told you if she thought she was in danger. Right.
After dropping her off at her house, I just headed home. It was already almost 1 am and I was pretty tired from the night's events. Changing out of my suit, falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Jolting awake when my phone started to ring. Answering to find it was y/n who sound like she had lost her voice
“Taron help me” it shook me to the core as she spoke those words
“Y/N, love what's going on?
“Y/N?”
Hearing what sounded like cups and things hitting the floor before hearing a loud thump. Immediately I knew it was her falling down to the ground. Shooting out of bed to throw whatever clothes were closest to you before racing to her place. I said her name a few more times but never got a response. Tears started to fall onto my face as my mind started to think the worst.
The door was slightly open, calling her name a few times. Only met with silence. Stepping inside the living room, it was a disaster. Y/N phone was on the kitchen counter, fear coursed through me as I looked around the counter. A breathy ‘ oh my god’ came out as I saw her lifeless body.
“Y/N baby please” I cried picking her up in my arms. I just kept saying her name as I carried her upstairs. Halfway up the stairs she started to come too. “Taron?” she crocked “Shh..It's okay I've got you”
God, your head was pounding. Slowly opening your eyes, you felt like shit and the events of last night came to light. Jumping out of bed, scared not knowing what to think but the pain was too much. Letting out a cry that made you fall to your knees holding your head. Taron jumped out of bed and to your side, setting his hand on your arm. This made you scream and fall back.
“Please no more” you cry out
“Y/N baby, it's me. Taron, look at me”
“Taron? Oh god” you lung forward wrapping your arms around him. Copying your movements, wrapping one arm around your back and one holding the back of your head.
He spoke quietly “What happened?”
“ He was drunk, he called me a slut and said “I know you're sleeping with him”, when i said no he slapped me. I tried to call you but he saw and smashed my head into the wall before leaving. Said he hopes I die”
“Pack your stuff, you're moving in with me. Tonight”
“But-”
“ NO buts.. Ill help”
“Okay”
The next few weeks were calm. Not a word from Derik, thank god. Taron got everything out of the house worth keeping, throwing the rest out and put the house up for sale.
Living with him was a dream come true. Didn’t have to be scared anymore. You still flinched at some sounds and if he walked up and touched your back or shoulder. He understood, never to push it, always spoke quietly and was never too far.
It was a rainy day as you sat in the window, watching the day go by. You were finally at peace. Owing Taron everything, he made you so happy. It felt natural. You were so in love with him.
“Love, what are you doing?” Taron asked standing next to you.
“ hmm, just thinking… about how i owe you everything and there will be no way to repay you”
“I can think of one way” he spoke, getting down on one knee and pulling out the prettiest ring you've ever seen. Immediately you start to cry.
“ Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?”
“Oh, yes of course” leaning down, he puts the ring on your finger. You engulfed him in a hug. Leaning back to look him in the eyes.
Thank you for being the light in all this darkness. I love you.
Draco x reader
WC: 670 (short and sweet)
warnings : none
Its been a while and well this is um....
Listen you tried to control your feelings. Really you have, however it was a complete fail. If he would just stop looking at you like he wants to eat you for dessert.
Draco Malfoy would be the actual death of you. It was the looks. The sly and not to mention kinky side comments while in class, in passing, at dinner, really anytime he was close enough. It was a sunny day, glad to be occupying your free time with drawing. Felt good to get back into something you loved.
As disconnected as you where to your surroundings, you still seemed to notice when Draco and his posse walk into the court yard. Taking a deep breath hopping he doesn't come over.Rolling your eyes as you see his posse leaving but Draco strutting his was over.
" What do you want now Draco?"
taking a breath through his teeth making a hissing noise before biting his lip "Come to my party at the mansion"
you scuff " and what makes you think I'd come?"
"Cause I'm there' he smirks ' and drinks"
" There's a billion other things I could be doing" with that you got up and walked away. Draco just watching you leave.
It Saturday.
You didn't have a billion other things to do. The reality is your quite board. To go or not to go? that was the question of the hour, while laying there looking at the ceiling.
Uttering a bloody hell as you look at yourself in the mirror. A silk black floor length dress that hugged your body in all the right ways and matching heels. Hair down and a little makeup really did make you look unrecognizable. Here go's nothing.
Walking up the stairs to the large doors that where open, you could feel the heat radiating out. Standing there scanning the crowed room for Draco. Only finding the drink table. Heading straight over to get some 'liquid courage' as the muggles call it.
Draco saw you the moment you stepped in. Stunned you actually showed up, nonetheless satisfied with the view.
" Don't you look tasty" he said just above the whisper. Feeling his breath against your neck, making you shutter but slowly turning around. Hes so close. Looking up at him through your lashes.
" I could say the some thing" earning a smirk from Draco.
"Come"
without hesitation slipping your hand into his and following him up the grand staircase. Stopping at the opening in the hallway, overlooking the party below.
" what changed your mind' Keeping your eyes below "you” Draco shifted in his spot looking at you wanting you to say more.
Turning your body towards him, feeling the adrenaline course through your veins. Placing one hand on his chest. Whispering in his ear " I wonder, do you dream of me...' you pause ' the way I dream of you" Leaning back with a smirk.
Draco lets out a low growl, lust clouding his eyes. Letting your hand linger before slowing dragging it up and over his shoulder as you tried to walk away. Shocked at what you just did.
He catches your arm. "You have no idea" pulling you back into his chest. Your hands make their way up to his neck, gripping his hair.
"Your mine now" he ordered with a devilish grin.
Pulling him closer your entangled your lips with his. Feeling his smirk, he deepened the kiss. His hands holding your hips, somehow pulling you closer then you already where.
Stepping back to catch your breath. Draco lets out a small laugh, making you look at him in confusion.
" Never thought you'd admit it princess" causing you to suck your bottom lip in, your teeth ever so lightly tracing them.
"Why don't we go somewhere a bit more private... and make those dreams into reality?"
Faster then you could blink you where sitting on Draco's bed. His back's turned to you as he closes the door. "Take off your clothes now”
You where right Draco Malfoy is going to be the death of you.
I just got told I wasn’t a true marvel fan because I didn’t go to the comic cons / events. 1) I don’t live near enough for that 2) I don’t have the money for travel, accommodation and actual tickets. So here’s to the fans who haven’t actual met their heroes in real life, but still support them everyday. I appreciate you.
Requested by @emmaelizabeth2014 - “ reader just had surgery and they are taking care of reader to make sure they feel better”
~I hope this make you happy 💕
You decided to try something new and that new thing happen to be skiing. Skiing was something completely out of your comfort zone but your best friend Taron begged you to join him. Saying no to him was very hard for you so next thing you knew you guys were shopping for gear for you to wear.
The moment you landed you knew right away you had fucked up. Pain instantly rippling through your body. You really thought that you had it down, Taron explained and demonstrated everything really well. The first couple times down you did good, no falling no stumbling. You were really feeling yourself, got cocky and tried to do a small jump. But here you were, sitting in the snow feeling like your leg had been ripped off.
“Y/N, love what happened, are you okay” Taron spoke as he stopped in front of you but he answered his own question the moment he saw the tears coming down your face and the way you were holding your leg.
“I think I broke my leg” you said in between your ragged breath. “ I think im going to pass out”
“Okay, well at least were at the base’ he let out a small chuckle, earned a glare from you ‘Ready? I'm going to pick you up and take you inside, so just focus on me and breathing okay”
The pain had been so intense that you had passed out just before the medics got there.
Slowly waking up, feeling a little dazed from the pain meds you were giving. Looking around the room the first thing to see was your leg in a cast. ‘Great’ you mumbled catching the attention of your sleeping best friend.
“Hey, how are you feeling?”
“Um okay, how bad did I manage to hurt myself” letting out a small laugh
“You tore your ACL” he said, letting his head fall a little
“Hey, it's not your fault and i'm okay” setting your hand on his
Taron let out a laugh “I'm going to get the doctor and get you home” he kissed my forehead before leaving.
~~
Upon arriving home Taron had carried you in like the gentleman he was before unloading the car of your belongings and the groceries you had him run in and get. Sitting on the couch, you just watched him as he walked about the kitchen, putting stuff away and making some tea. His shoulders were slumped over like the world was sitting on them.
Walking over with some tea, handing you yours before sitting next to you. “T are you okay?”
“ yeah, I just feel bad”
“Why would you feel bad, this isn’t your fault. I was the one who got cocky and thought I could do something I clearly wasn't ready for”
“Yeah but i'm the one who made you go skiing with me”
“Taron David Egerton you listen to me. You did not make me do anything, I chose to say yes, cause your my best friend and I love you plus I mean I can't really say no to you. But this is not your fault okay. Believe me, I was actually going to apologize to you for ruining the day so there” you said with a huff and a matter of fact face.
Taron let out a small laugh “ yeah well I can still feel bad, So I will just take care of you in the meantime”
“Okay fine” you whispered into your tea
The next couple days were a little rough for you, you hated just sitting in the same spot practically all day but having Taron here made it better. He was always around, he made you food and tea whenever you asked, sometimes fresh tea would appear without asking. Watched tons of movie, played games and talked about anything.He was taking really good care of you but it was always a little awkward when I wanted to change my clothes because he had to help and he would always try so hard not to look at anything.
Looking over to see him completely lost into the movie which made you smile “ Hey T?”
“Yeah” turning his head to look at you
“ I know this is going to be awkward and I’ve waited as long as I could” you paused look at his confused face “ I really need to shower”. This caused him to shift in his seat and his cheeks turned red.
“I wouldn’t ask if I knew I could do it on my own… safety”
“Ye- yeah um yeah no I can um I can help. I'll go get it ready” He was stumbling over his words but he quickly shot up and walked up the stairs.
Letting out a sigh, you felt bad asking him to help but you really needed to shower. He soon appeared in front of you. Picking you up and carrying you upstairs. He had set a small chair inside the tub for you to be able to sit with your back to the water so your leg could sit on the edge of the tub. You quietly undressed yourself while Taron faced the wall. “ okay” you said quietly, seeing him take a deep breath before turning around keeping his eyes on yours as he helps you into the tub. “I've set your stuff right there, I'll be just outside if you need anything”
You showered rather quickly, grabbing the towel before wrapping it around yourself before calling for Taron. He helped you out and sat you on the toilet seat so you could get dressed. You first slipped on your tops before trying to get your bottoms on which was harder than you thought, you'd have to stand to make sure they were on correctly. You stood with Taron looking at the top of you head while one hand was on this shoulder for balance while you fix yourself.
Your doctor finally called saying you could come get the cast off but you'd only be trading it in for a full leg brace. You'd have more freedom, you could now walk around but still had to take it easy and not over do it. Since you were healing well , he said he's let you start your physical therapy in 2 weeks but you'd have to do your own until then.
Taron took it upon himself to continue to stay and help. He help you do your exercises and all the stretching. He would get you some ice cream after every section. When you go up stairs he was on the step behind you always ready to catch you.
You two were currently chilling and watching TV and the feelings you were feeling for the man you called your best friend was coming to the surface asking for a breath of air.
“Hey T, I just want to thank you for all the help, you didn't have to but you did”
“ Of course I did? Your my best friend and as much as you say not to,I do feel a little guilty beside who else would have done it.” he had a huge grin covering his face
“ I love you” you blurted
“ I love you too” he responded before his attention return to the TV
“ No T, you don't understand I love you” watching his face actually take in your words. Taking in the words not as best friend i love yous but as more.
“I thought you'd never say it in that way” he smiled before leaving over, his hand cupping your cheek, as your eyes start to water in realization that he felt the same.
His lips gently kissed yours and it was better than any fairy tail.
“ Can’t believe it took you getting injured for you to admit it”
“ ME! You could have said something too” you bust out in laughter
“Well thank you again, for taking care of me”.
Kissing your lips once more “I'll always take care of you”
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