âId let the world burn.. let the world burn for youâ
Fluff (sweet sweet romance).
In the kingdom of Clover, nestled deep within a shadowy forest, a secluded hideout glowed faintly beneath the star-lit sky. Zora Ideale was leaning against the moss-covered walls, arms crossed, a familiar smirk on his face as he looked at Y/N.
"You really think youâre cut out for this, huh?" he teased, his eyes flickering with mischief. Despite his taunts, there was a sharpness to his gazeâa certain intensity that told Y/N he was dead serious.
Y/N met his gaze, unwavering. âI wouldnât be here if I wasnât.â
The mission theyâd taken on was nothing short of reckless. A powerful rogue mage was terrorizing a nearby village, his fire-based spells blazing through crops, homes, and people without mercy. Rumor had it heâd mastered a rare form of destructive magic, one powerful enough to incinerate entire landscapes in seconds. The Magic Knights hadnât been able to get close to him, but Zora, with his traps and cunning, had a planâone that might be crazy enough to work.
Zora pushed himself off the wall, studying Y/N with an almost begrudging admiration. âAlright, then. Just remember, this guy doesnât play nice. If things get bad, Iâm not dragging your charred remains out of there.â
Y/N rolled their eyes. âIâll keep that in mind.â
The night of the mission was darker than any theyâd seen, the air heavy with an ominous energy. The village lay in ruins, embers glowing like fallen stars. The rogue mage stood in the center, flames swirling around him as if he commanded hell itself.
Zora and Y/N crept through the shadows, moving in sync as they approached. Zoraâs traps were already laid out, hidden in the soil, branches, and rocks that surrounded the mage. The plan was simple: draw him into the traps, wear him down, and neutralize his fire magic before he could set the entire forest ablaze.
As they edged closer, the mageâs voice echoed across the field. âMore vermin? Donât you know this kingdom is destined to burn?â He raised his hands, summoning pillars of fire that twisted into the night sky.
Another rogue mage emerged from the shadows, flames dancing in his hands as he sneered at them. âMore sacrifices to the fire? Pathetic,â he spat, raising his hands as a wall of flame surged forward.
âGuess heâs not big on friendly chats,â Zora muttered. He caught Y/Nâs eye, nodding subtly. âYou ready?â
Y/N gave a fierce grin, hands sparking with their own magic. They dashed forward, sending a blast of energy toward the mage, a distraction just as Zoraâs first trap exploded beneath him, sending flames scattering.
The mage stumbled, and for a brief moment, surprise flashed across his face. He steadied himself, snarling. âYou think a few cheap tricks are going to stop me?â
âOh, these arenât just any cheap tricks,â Zora called, smirking. He moved swiftly, his traps surrounding the mage like a net tightening around its prey. Each step the mage took was another explosion, another snare drawing him in, slowing him down.
But the mage was relentless, his fire blazing brighter and hotter with each step. âIf Iâm going down,â he growled, âIâm taking all of you with me. Ill burn this place down!!â
In that moment, he released a massive wave of fire that scorched the ground, threatening to overtake them. Y/N shielded their face, heart pounding as the flames closed in. They glanced at Zora, who was already muttering under his breath, cursing the mageâs raw power.
âGot any last ideas?â Y/N shouted over the roar of the flames.
Zora grinned, his eyes glinting. âJust one.â
With that, he unleashed a final trapâa massive sigil heâd crafted from all his remaining power, one designed to absorb and reflect magic. The fire turned back on the mage, who stumbled in shock as his own flames engulfed him.
The firestorm subsided, the mageâs screams fading into silence. Zora panted, wiping sweat from his brow. He turned to Y/N, who was breathing heavily but very much alive.
âTold you weâd make it,â he said, his smirk softer this time.
Y/N laughed, exhaustion catching up with them as they gazed at the smoldering ruins of the village. âYeah. But letâs not make this a habit.â
Zora chuckled, glancing out over the burnt land, his expression uncharacteristically thoughtful. "Maybe we canât save everyone. But at least, tonight, we stopped one more from letting the world burn to a crisp."
Y/N met his gaze, understanding the unspoken weight in his words. They both knew that, as long as people like that rogue mage existed, theyâd be fighting to protect those who couldnât protect themselves.
In the stillness of a smoky battlefield, embers floated through the darkening sky, casting a soft glow across the destruction. Zora Ideale and Y/N stood side by side, shoulders brushing as they faced the chaos ahead. The village behind them was in ruins, and the rogue mage responsible was lurking somewhere beyond the haze, a figure in the distance draped in shadow and power.
Zoraâs usual cocky smirk was absent, replaced with a focused intensity that seemed almost out of character. He was rarely one to get sentimental, but right now, as he looked at Y/N, something inside him shifted. He couldnât quite place it, but there was a strange, fierce protectiveness that had been growing with each passing day, each mission theyâd taken on together.
Y/N shook their head, soft look etched on their face. âYou really think Iâd leave you there alone?â
Zora gritted his teeth, glancing away as though he could hide the faint hint of vulnerability in his eyes. âDonât be stupid. This isnât about heroics. Itâs about surviving.â
Without a second thought, Zora pushed Y/N behind him, raising his own traps as a shield, his anti-magic arrays sparking to life. The flames struck his magic circles and dispersed, but the impact was strong enough to make him stumble. He glanced back at Y/N, a strange fire in his own gaze. From the other mange that they seemingly forgot about.
âListen to me,â he said, his voice thick with an edge Y/N had never heard before. âI know you want to stay. I get it. But Iâd let the world burn before I let anything happen to you.â
Y/N blinked, taken aback by the intensity in his words. Theyâd seen Zora angry, bitter, and mischievous, but theyâd never seen him like thisâlike he was willing to set everything around him ablaze if it meant keeping them safe.
âZoraâŠâ Y/N began, but he cut them off, stepping forward and raising another set of traps around the rogue mage, boxing him in.
âIâm not leaving you to handle this alone,â Y/N insisted, standing at his side, their own magic flaring in the dim light.
He shot them a quick, hard look, but there was something else thereâsomething raw and unspoken. âFine,â he muttered, âbut you stick with me, understand?â
Together, they charged, weaving through flames and traps, their powers combining in perfect sync. The rogue mage screamed, thrashing against Zoraâs traps and Y/Nâs attacks, but he was growing weaker, his flames dimming. But as he fell back, he unleashed a final, massive blast of fireâa desperate move to take them all down with him.
Time seemed to slow as Zora turned to Y/N, eyes fierce and wild. He knew this blast could wipe out everything, and if it came to it, he was ready to shield them, to stand in the flames and keep them safe even if it meant sacrificing himself.
But Y/N met his gaze with a look just as intense. âTogether,â they whispered, their hand finding his.
The firestorm hit, but with Zoraâs last trap and Y/Nâs barrier, they managed to deflect it just enough to survive. When the flames finally died down, Zora was breathing heavily, staring at the charred ground, his hand still gripping Y/Nâs tightly.
âI wasnât kidding, yâknow,â he said quietly, his voice barely audible. âIâd let the world burn before I let anything happen to you.â
Y/N squeezed his hand, a small, grateful smile tugging at their lips. âGood thing weâre both a little reckless, then.â
And as the embers faded into the night, they stood together, side by side, knowing that, for each other, they would face any fire, even if it meant watching the world burn.
After the dust had settled and the rogue mage was nothing more than a smoldering memory, Zora and Y/N made their way back to the Black Bullsâ hideout. The journey was quiet, neither of them quite knowing what to say after what had just happened. The intensity of the fight, of Zoraâs words, still lingered between them like a charge in the air. It felt like they were walking through sparks, each step building toward something they both felt but hadnât acknowledged aloud.
By the time they reached the Black Bullsâ base, the rest of the squad was asleep, and the hideout was dark and quiet, save for the occasional flickering candle lighting the hallways. Zora led Y/N to a secluded corner of the base, somewhere away from prying eyes, somewhere only the two of them would go. The adrenaline of the battle was fading, replaced by an even stronger pull between them.
Zora turned to Y/N, the faint candlelight casting shadows across his face, making his usual smirk softer, almost vulnerable. His eyes locked onto theirs, and he reached out, brushing his fingertips over a stray bruise on their cheek from the fight. His hand lingered there, his thumb moving softly along their skin, his gaze intense.
âYou really had me worried back there,â he murmured, his voice low, almost a whisper. âI meant what I said, you knowâŠabout letting the world burn for you.â
Y/N looked up at him, their breath hitching at the way he was looking at themâso fierce, so raw, as if they were the only thing in the world. Slowly, they reached up, placing their hand over his, feeling the warmth of his skin against theirs.
âZoraâŠI know,â they replied, their voice equally quiet, as if afraid to break the tension hanging between them.
Without thinking, Zora leaned in, his breath warm against their skin. âYou have a way of getting under my skin, you know that?â
Y/N gave a small, teasing smile. âGuess that makes two of us.â
That was all the encouragement he needed. In an instant, Zora closed the distance, his lips capturing theirs in a kiss that was intense and full of unspoken words, a release of everything theyâd been holding back. The kiss was fierce, but gentle, his hands finding their way to their waist, pulling them closer, as if he couldnât bear for even an inch to separate them.
Y/N responded with equal fervor, fingers tangling in his hair as they pressed closer, losing themselves in the moment. Theyâd never seen Zora like thisâvulnerable, open, his usual bravado stripped away, replaced with a genuine need that made their heart race.
He pulled back just slightly, his forehead resting against theirs, breathing heavily as he looked into their eyes. His voice was rough, laced with something that bordered on desperation. âI donât know what youâve done to me, Y/NâŠbut I donât care anymore.â
In that quiet, hidden corner of the Black Bullsâ base, they held each other close, letting the walls around them disappear. For once, Zora let down his guard completely, allowing himself to feel, to embrace the connection that had been building between them all this time. It wasnât just about the fight, or even the fact that theyâd survived. It was about the way theyâd found something worth protecting, something worth risking it all for.
They stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, savoring the warmth, the closeness, the way they seemed to fit together so perfectly. And in that moment, in the dim light of the hideout, they knew that no matter what battles awaited them, they would face them together.
I got bored so heres some ZORAAAA!! Hope you enjoy! Who knows smut maybbe next đ€
