I have this on my mind since I saw Eternals for the third time and hear me out: Druig is the one who's always eating something or have food on his pockets and definitely if you hungry you just sneak your hand and on his pocket and there's a cereal bar, bread, gummys, grapes or something, one is never starving with him 😂
Druig x Reader
A/N: Bestie LISTEN. I've been obsessed with this concept ever since you sent this to me! I did it headcanon form because I have tooooo many thoughts.
Druig loved to collect food from the people you were helping in different time periods
always coming back to the Domo with something new
"What are you eating?" you whisper from his side
Druig's eyes looked down at one singular berry left in his hand
"Blueberry. Do you want it?" he whispers back carefully, not trying to disturb Ajak's meeting
you look down at his open palm, his fingertips stained purple
with a chuckle you decline, "No, it's your last one, you have it."
and from that day on Druig ALWAYS had enough for the both of you
his left pocket was reserved for you
sometimes you would sneak up behind him
your chest pressed against his back as you snuck your hand inside his pocket
pressing a kiss on the base of his neck
"Thank you, my love," you would tell him as you walked away, mouth full of food
other times you would hint at what you liked
"these grapes look really good," you all but moaned as you and Druig walked around ancient Greece
the next day, Druig had a pocket full of them
"I have a surprise for you," he hummed, walking up to you
your head turned and a bright smile adorned your face, "What is it?" you asked.
"Left pocket."
you knew what that meant
you giggle and stick your hand in his pocket
absolutely taking the opportunity to run your fingertips along his hip bone
while he raised his eyebrows at you, surprised you touched him like that in public
you smirked and put one of the green grapes in your mouth
over time, snacks evolved
fruits and nuts were still a staple to his pockets but candy soon became another favorite
well... most of them. Druig learned not all food was right for his pockets
"Babe, I swear these are the best," you pout as Druig washed the chocolate off his hands
"They melted in my favorite jacket," he grumbles, later tossing the bag of m&ms in the pantry to never be seen again
after 7000 years Druig made sure to have all your favorites on hand as you, Phastos, and Sersi came up with a plan to put Tiamut to sleep
as you paced the lab you would always stop in front of Druig to take a couple of candies
he found it amusing, smiling at you every time you reached into his pocket
you offered a small 'thank you' every time you passed
after the battle of the beach, Druig replaced food with something else in the left pocket of his leather jacket
hey, being thrown into the side of a volcano changes your perspective on things
"Y/N, can we talk?" he asked as you sat next to Jack on the couch, letting him show you videos on Ben's phone.
you offer the kid a quick apology and walk outside Ajak's house with Druig
"Are you ok?" you asked, leaning on the wood pillar
he stood in front of you, a large smile on his face
"Left pocket," he says.
the amount of enthusiasm he had was throwing you off
you squint your eyes holding eye contact with him as you reach into his pocket
instead of something squishy or crinkly wrapping, you felt something square
and velvety?
you pull the small object out of his pocket, a red velvet box in your palm
"Druig?" you question, forgetting how to breathe
Druig takes the box from your hand and get's down on one knee
Can I please request what it would be like to go into a haunted house with Druig headcanons
Druig Haunted House Headcanons
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Druig would probably enjoy going to a haunted house, at least more than others typically would. Depending on if the house was "haunted" just because of rumours or if there were actually ghosts would dictate how much time he would have to look around.
He’s definitely going to roll his eyes if someone tries to warn him about the house, of course it isn’t going to be too much of a danger to him no matter what people claim to be inside the house whether it be real or fake.
He will absolutely tease you, and it may even turn into mocking once he realises that he’s getting under your skin. It doesn’t matter how close to him you are, this sort of behaviour is something you would have to get used to if you’re going to be spending time around him.
He may also take this opportunity to flirt with you, of course taking advantage of you potentially being scared by the haunted house. It would be his way of showing off to you while also being in a situation where his flirting would be less awkward.
If you were genuinely in a scared state due to the “haunted house” then he would move past his sarcasm, mocking and flirting and try his best to genuinely give him comfort. It’s tiny moments like this that a caring side comes out and he genuinely tries to help, even if you doubt his intentions at the time.
pairing: druig x reader x ikaris (no established relationship, he's just there as a.. witness??)
tags: 18+ only (minors DNI), thigh riding, slight exhibitionism/voyeurism situation (ikaris is hearing everything), dub-con mind control, dirty talk, cocky!druig, like one swear word djbdjd
note: the idea was better in my head tbh,, it's like once I write it down it sucks 🙈
druig has you perched on his thigh after you've been begging to be touched.
you did everything to get his attention: wore revealing clothing around him & the eternals, slipped innuendos into conversations, made him jealous by spending time with ikaris–the one person he had issues with.
it's safe to say you got what you wanted. but it wasn't enough.
“it's either my thigh or nothing, sweetheart. you want to act like a needy bitch, you're gonna ride it like one.”
he had his back against the bed's headboard,, hands on your waist, guiding your hips to rut against the hard muscle.
“that's it, darlin', just like that.”
the denim jeans he wore rubbed you just right. he'd bounce his leg just to hear you cry out.
you were desperate to get off; your hands gripped onto his shoulders tight, swiveling your hips until your muscles ached.
loud moans and whines fell from your lips, so you tried to muffle them by pressing your mouth against druig's shoulder
until he said “no, no, I wanna hear those pretty noises.”
“but druig–”
his eyes would glow gold, any protests would die on your tongue.
“I'm sure ikaris wants to hear how good I'm making you feel too. Isn't that right, brother?”
with your human hearing, it was impossible to hear ikaris on the other side of the wall, soft curses and ragged pants.
it was no surprise to him that druig knew he was listening in.
with eyes clenched shut, he bucked into his slick covered hand,, raven locks plastered against his sweaty forehead as he tried to hold back a throaty groan.
druig could hear the effect you had on ikaris, giving him the option to gloat:
“if only you could hear what he's doing right now, my love. I bet he wishes his hand were your tight hole. too bad he has to settle for himself.”
⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!
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▪️ You had met both Bucky and Druig during a mission.
▪️ Although you weren’t considered an Avenger, you hated the term ‘hero.’
▪️ You preferred anti-hero, if you had to put a label on it
▪️ Your powers had appeared during a freak accident, that you still didn’t like to talk, or even think about.
▪️ But the end result; you could manipulate the natural world
▪️ Air, Earth, Water, Fire -
▪️ It made you a formidable opponent
▪️ And the best teammate
▪️ Although sometimes it was difficult to reign in your power. That made you really insecure... but that was before Druig & Bucky.
▪️ With their help, you were able to control your power, truly make it your own. It was a deliriously happy moment - when you were able to completely integrate you and your power
▪️ It was in those hours that Druig and Bucky seemed to take to each other, like they formed a background crush on one another
▪️ Where it was obvious that they both had a thing for you. A deep thing.
▪️ So yes, it did start off as a love triangle, with both men having a competition to gain your favour.
▪️ But the world is crazy and you never know what will happen next, so you said:
“I’m not going to choose. I either have both of you, or neither.”
▪️ And damn, that was a boss moment, because both men looked at each other and shrugged
▪️ “Together then,” Druig had said, breaking the silence
▪️ From then on, the three of you were always grouped together. Whatever happened before you got together was never talked about.
▪️ Your relationship was the start of your story
▪️ Druig’s favourite thing to do is piss off Bucky, and at the very least - tease him relentlessly
▪️ Although he can’t go with the old man jokes because ... he’s older than Bucky
▪️ You all work because Bucky is the backbone of the relationship, but can become very depressed, Druig has humour and mischief but too can become grumpy with too much outside human interaction, and you’re their hope. Their light in life.
▪️ It really works because you’re all introverts
▪️ You’d rather be at home, reading, writing, or watching tv with the guys
▪️ And they feel the same way
▪️ Druig has seen the world, the best and worst of it
▪️ Bucky has sacrificed a lot for the world
▪️ And you have endured a lot of trauma
▪️ So you all live in your own little bubble
▪️ Bucky is actually a pretty good cook
▪️ But Druig hates cooking - he doesn’t want to waste his time making anything too complicated
▪️ So you and Bucky are usually in the kitchen, cooking up a storm, while Druig makes sarcastic remarks from across the room
▪️ Oh and you have two cats, one black and one white
▪️ Their names are Sam and Magnus
▪️ Yes one is named after Sam Wilson, and when he visited your place and found out, all he did was laugh
“You know what Buck? I’m flattered!”
▪️ And no, Druig doesn’t use his mind-control, you and Bucky have forbidden it.
▪️ But he can do it to assholes when you’re out and about. Especially drunk ones
▪️ After a while, you guys would go and do vigilante stuff
▪️ Because you felt bad that awful things were happening and the police were doing nothing about it
⭑ Relationship Tropes:
✧ Asshole (Bucky) x Also An Asshole But It’s Hard To Tell Because Of Their Cute Exterior (You) x Even More Of An Asshole (Druig)
✧ Just a bunch of anti-heroes, bickering about when/why they should help
✧ This Probably Shouldn’t Work But Hey, It Actually Does
NSFW🔞minors dni!
▪️ Druig is a sub, and he gets into that headspace quite easily. He wouldn’t normally be so easy to let others control him, but he feels safe with Bucky and yourself.
▪️ Bucky automatically takes control; knowing what he wants and what he wants the both of you to do.
▪️ And on special occasions, you have both men tied up, begging for you to touch them.
▪️ Druig likes to be kissed on his chest, especially his nipples
▪️ Bucky likes when you pull his hair and bite his earlobe
▪️ Bucky likes to be pegged, and would most definitely take it from Druig.
▪️ Druig isn’t a bottom though, only a sub. He likes the teasing, the edging and nearing orgasm.
▪️ Bucky was against the sex toys at first, feeling somewhat hurt that his body alone wasn’t enough. But you both had to explain to him that that was not the reason at all
▪️ And now he’s a sex toy fiend
▪️ He’s constantly *slyly* suggesting to go to the sex store
▪️ Druig barely gets embarrassed, seriously, about anything. And at the beginning of the relationship, he took great pride in getting Bucky as red in the face as he could
▪️ They both love playing with your chest, sucking on your nipples
cw. druig x gn eternal!reader, au where everyone is alive and happy and together, there will be dashes of suggestive content admits all the fluff so be warned!
druig loves you oh so very much, like the boy is so madly obsessed with you, and he truly doesn’t care if you or anyone else teases him for it
in the beginning of your relationship you assumed he wasn’t into pda but you soon realize instead of kissing or touching in public druig adores calling you sweet pet names in front of the others that makes you hold back a smile and gently shove him away from you
“darling hold still let me get that for you” or “lovely how is it you look extra beautiful today?”
he has a sliver tongue and by god does he know how to use it to make you feel giddy and loved
kingo and phastos would tease and poke fun at how the mighty druig sounds like a school boy whenever he’s around you but he doesn’t even pay them any attention, too busy staring at you from across the room. and when you meet his eyes he’ll wink and mouth “staring my love?”
during the winter he fakes asleep in the morning so you’ll be the first to rise awake and prepare breakfast for the both of you, you of course know what he’s doing but he’ll always deny deny deny
he’s not a fan of the cold, much preferring warmer climates and seasons. so when the colder months roll around he’s confined to the safety of your bed with you warming his lap and planting kisses all over his flushed face
whenever the rest of the eternals gather for human holidays it’s always hosted at yours and druig’s place, reason being he hates traveling (but you’re like 80% sure he’s scared of planes)
he mimics your mannerisms a lot and you start to pronounce words the way he does with his accent. sersi thinks it’s a beautiful testament to the love you both share
as lovely as druig is, he’s annoying :| it pains me to say this but there are times when his sarcasm and witty jokes are enough to make you go crazy, so you have to shut him up with a kiss! after you pull away he apologizes and leans in for another
speaking of kisses druig adores them! they’re always so full of passion and love, the way he explores your mouth with his tongue and your fingers tugging on his hair—it’s so easy for you both to get carried away and end up late for family dinners and other important events
physical affection and touch is very important to him, it helps him feel grounded and relieves the anxiety that threatens his sanity at times. his favorite place to be is in between your thighs, your presence surrounding him when he needs it the most but for the most part he just loves the skin to skin contact
druig is not used to domestic life, it’s just not him! but he won’t deny the love that fills his beating heart whenever he wakes up to your soft body next to his in the morning. his eyes will gaze over the various marks on your skin and the whisps of your eyelashes before kissing your forehead and bringing you even closer to him
i wouldn’t say he’s a very big movie buff but the rare times you do get him to sit down and watch a film with you is very nice. he’ll cover you in blankets and settle you on his lap for the entirety of the movie, unless you two end up under the covers giggling and cover each other in kisses
whenever you’re mildly upset with him he always brings up that time he took you to visit the amazon with him and you two cleaned off at a waterfall, the memory of that day is so hot and steamy you can’t help but crack a smile and give in to his flirting and pleads for forgiveness
during nights you both can’t seem to sleep you’ll lay in the grass outside and stare at the stars, trading stories about your travels and your findings all those years you two were apart. it’s in those moments when druig is truly grateful for all he was given in this life, his existence has true purpose because of you
summary: after hundreds of years you finally get the chance to tell Druig the most important three words everyone longs to hear.
a/n: y’all better take this character off me rn. asks are open for druig!! not edited!!
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‘Are you sure this is where we’ll find y/n?’ Sprite asked Sersi, who was looking down at the messy scribble of directions she wrote on an old receipt— directions that came from the old lady from the small corner shop in the tiny town where you last told Ajak you were. The old lady knew not of where you lived, but of where someone could live without being disturbed.
So they listened to her directions and the nine of them all struggled to file out of the small shop in an organised matter before they set off to look for you on foot. Sersi and Thena led the way, whilst Makkari argued with Phastos and Druig about using her powers to find you quicker.
‘You’re gonna scare her if you just show up out of the blue!’ Phastos said and shook his head in disbelief.
Makkari rolled her eyes and signed, ‘now you’re being ridiculous. She loves me!’
‘She did. We don’t know how she’s gonna react when she sees us,’ Druig said and shoved his hands deeper into the pockets of his leather jacket. ‘It’s better if you just stay here.’
‘You just wanna be the first one she sees,’ Phastos said and scoffed, earning a roll of the eyes from Druig.
The group walked through the narrow streets of the small town, receiving strange stares from the locals, which was mostly made up of old people. The horribly paved road quickly degraded into dirt and cobble and ran through the avenue of tall trees that stood against the harsh sun, opening their arms and welcoming them into the countryside. They wasted no time in accepting the offer, letting their heavy footsteps march them to whatever lied at the end of the road.
That’s how they ended up out the front of your old cottage, staring at it in reverence. The personality of it was simple, yet bold with seafoam blue accents, complemented by the abundance of pink that covered the entire property.
Ikarus bent at the waist and scooped up a handful of pink petals from the dirt. He held them up and let them fall through his calloused fingers, his eyes of curiosity watching each individual petal as it fluttered to the ground with the grace of a diligent ballerina.
‘I’m positive this is where she’ll be,’ Ikarus answered for Sprite as he straightened up. The others, who had fallen far behind on the man-made dirt road, finally caught up to the three and came to a sudden stop, all in awe at the sight before them.
‘Karun, are you getting this?’
‘I am! Such a beautiful sight!’
For Druig, it was like a slap across the face.
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You laughed and wrapped the soft blanket around your shoulders, thanking Kingo several times over as you rubbed the fabric between your fingers, quickly deciding the blanket of captured clouds was never to leave your side.
It was your official, non-official, birthday, AKA the date Sprite had allocated you, and you were drowning in love and gifts from your family. You had already been gifted jewels and items that you knew would one day become prized artefacts if they ever slipped through your fingers and landed in the hands of the advanced human civilization. But there was one person left to give their gift— Druig.
‘Okay, last but not least, Druig,’ Ajak said and placed her hands on the Eternals shoulders. ‘It’s time for you to give y/n, her gift.’
He turned and gestured to the small covered item on the table in the corner, something that you had never even paid any attention to. Ajak grabbed it quickly, yet carefully, before gently placing it in Druigs hands as he quietly thanked her.
‘Let’s see what his so-called present is,’ Kingo muttered and looked down at you before realising it was you he had spoken to. He winced as you elbowed his side with a smile on your face, your stare still on Druig, who approached you carefully, his eyes trained on the present in his hands.
He nodded his head at you, a silent way of telling you to hold your hands out.
Biting your lip in excitement, you did as you were instructed to and held your hands out, accepting the gift. Druigs hands sat in yours before he parted them and let the gift sit in your two open palms. He reached up and gently tugged the small cloth off of it and stood back, his hands folded in front of him as ten pairs of eyes stared at the present in confusion, trying to figure it out.
‘What is it exactly?’ Sprite asked as she leaned across the benchtop to get a closer look.
‘Whatever it is, it’s dying,’ Kingo said and gently ran his finger across along the tallest branch. He snapped his hand back into his chest when you sent him a stern glare.
You hated the fact that you couldn’t understand what it was- it was a plant, sure, you knew that, but what kind? You stared at the pink glazed pot that is sat in, racking your mind for any significance, and you were just about to swallow your pride and embarrass yourself by asking him what it was when suddenly it struck you.
‘A Cherry Blossom tree,’ you said and looked up at the others as a laugh slipped past your lips. ‘It’s a Cherry Blossom tree. I was obsessed with them when we went and saw them all those years ago in the Himalayas. Druig, how did you remember?’ She asked him, astonished that he would retain such a small detail from centuries ago.
‘Wow, Druig! That is so thoughtful,’ Sersi commented, a little surprised that he could be so benevolent considering he gifted her a single hug for her birthday— although it was a big deal, they all knew that was the most they were ever going to get out of him, or so they thought. ‘How did you remember?’
He gave a small shrug as the smirk on his face grew, his eyes boring into your own, turning your cheeks as pink as your tree was expected to bloom. ‘I remember the important things, Sersi,’ he said, causing you to look down at your plant bashfully.
That was the same day you realised your feelings for the Eternal. It wasn’t sudden, but it was instead the slow realisation of everything between you two; the small glances, the constant brushing of the hands, a quip and subtle compliment here and there, the constant teasing and “harmless” flirting.
Unfortunately, it was also the same day your family and your whole world fell apart.
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The cherry blossom trees were flowering, spreading their petals of light across the large yard that was boxed in by a mature, faded, white picket fence, separated by two large green doors under a white pointed archway.
Tucked between the hundreds of cherry blossom trees stood your small cottage, the one you had lived in for hundreds of years. Your curtains were open, revealing the contents of your home to your un-invited guests, but you were nowhere to be seen inside.
Sersi was the one to take the brave steps forward. She pushed open the two doors and poked her head into the yard, worried you were going to turn your back on them and send them away in an instant. Once again, you were nowhere to be seen.
She led the way to the side gate, along the petal covered path and between the cleared garden beds of disrupted soil. Garden tools sat abandoned alongside the basket of recently picked vegetables. Sersi came to a halt and looked over her shoulder at everyone, wondering if they could all hear the same noise she could.
Ikarus and Kingo stepped around Sersi and led everyone toward the sound that was travelling from the backyard. The scene playing out was a lot for the eight Eternals, and Karun, to take in.
There you were, hunched over a small hole in the Earth, a shovel within your grasp as you flung dirt over your shoulder, adding onto the growing pile. Several panels of your fence had been crushed and snapped, garden beds and bushes had been destroyed to the point there was evidently nothing to salvage. Less than six feet away was a large Deviant with two heads and spikes running along its spine. Its two tails still remained twitching, not because it was alive, but because of the knife piercing through the top of its head.
Sersi took one step toward you before she was stopped by Thena grabbing her wrist. All eyes travelled to Druig, who gently pushed past Karun and moved toward you carefully.
You sighed and dropped your shovel, wiping the dirt from your face and putting your other hand on your hip. You could feel his presence by your side, something that had become foreign to you. Staring down at the lumpy blanket next to the pit, you sniffled deeply to suppress your tears.
‘It killed my dog,’ you muttered, not having the courage to look into the eyes that you fell in love with all those years ago— the eyes that plague your dreams.
‘I’m sorry, y/n…’ Druig said, causing your heart to ache at the sound of his voice.
You finally built up the courage to look at him. Tears welled in your eyes as he turned to face you slowly, a downcast on his features as he dug around his jacket pocket. The love that was born long before your time and had lived for millions of years with the Celestials remained evident as looked up and let his eyes meet yours. They crinkled in the corner as his lips pulled back into a small smile.
He held a small photo out for you to take, and you did. Your mouth parted in shock as you stared at yourself in black and white. The image of your metaphorical younger self smiled at you. The photo was worn down on the edges and was beginning to bleed due to its age, but it wasn’t damaged. It was love. Love that fought against the erosion of time and the temptation of others.
‘Druig,’ you mutter, stunned to silence as he gently took the picture back. He stared down at it with a smile before looking back up at you.
‘You know that saying, you don’t know what you have until it’s gone?’ Druig asked you, chuckling when you nodded. ‘All I’ve done for the past several hundred years is live in regret, y/n. I should have never left you. The only thing that I understood about any of it was that we would meet again. And, well, I wasn’t sure about my feelings back then, but seeing this-’ He gestured about to the gathering of pink tree’s that guarded your backyard, ‘- seeing you… I love you, y/n.’
The deepest sigh of relief that escaped through your worried expression caused Druig to laugh, but it was silenced by the immediate presence of your lips on his and your arms wrapping around the back of his neck. Drugs lips tugged upwards into a wide smile as you pulled away from one another and rested your foreheads together.
‘I love you too,’ you whispered through your quiet laughter.
It was no shock to the other Eternals that there were reciprocated feelings, but several mouths dropped open in surprise at the sudden witness of an intimate moment between two of the most reserved people they had ever met. It was a beautiful moment between two souls, and to be a spectator to it finally collide and bloom was a dearly bestowed upon gift.
summary: in which druig planned a surprise for his favourite eternal.
warnings: no major spoilers for the movie but references my gold rush series.
word count: 841
a/n: wanted to write this fluff ever since I got the idea that she named one of her alpacas after druig in chapter four! hope u enjoy this :)
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She was at peace.
Once again she was found laying on the dewy grass with her eyes closed, there was a pleasant aura surrounding her as if she was in a conversation with the nature around her. The flowing stream rippled lightly in response to her humming, it was a song to which she couldn’t recall the lyrics of.
It was as if she gave life to the nature around her, the heart of the forest, and the reason it thrived as it did.
“Theia!” Someone called out to her. She lightly chuckled at the name, knowing that the village knew her preference to be called her actual name rather than the name that she was given by the humans many years ago.
There was only one reason why someone would be calling her that.
And that reason was, Druig.
She couldn’t bite back the grin on her face as she stood up, gently brushing the petals off her dress before turning to the source of the noise. A few feet away from her stood a teenager who currently nervously played with their fingers.
Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she looked around, expecting Druig to be around only to not find him.
“Yes?” She hesitantly responded, wondering what Druig has up his sleeve.
“Uh- he asked if you could meet him in the Field.” The teenager stuttered out before hurriedly rushing away, leaving the Eternal to be left even more confused than before.
The Field was not an actual field. It was a small section of the forest that had been cleared so the crops and cattle could be placed there. If not by the river, she would usually be found with the villagers checking on the crops and looking after the cattle.
Although she hadn’t had a clue what Druig would be doing over there.
She began to make her way to the Field, occasionally stopping to make conversation with fellow villagers. As the view of the Field gradually became clearer, she noticed a dark haired man with his back facing towards her, she recognised him almost immediately, the way Druig carried himself was unmistakable especially for someone like her.
Druig turned as he heard her footsteps approach him, a grin on his face as ocean blue eyes met her own. He couldn’t help but hold back a chuckle as he took her in, recognising the hesitation in her face as she continued to make her way to him. He reached out for her, his hand clasping her own as he led her down the path, attempting to avoid the countless amount of questions she shot at him.
“Are you finally sick of me?”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Did you get me a car?”
“And what use would that be of, given the fact we live in the middle of the woods.”
“So you are going to kill me?”
“Petal, will you just shut up for a minute? I'm trying to do something nice.”
Druig was exasperated, stopping his movements suddenly causing the shorter eternal to bump into him. She let out a yelp of surprise before stepping away, staring at him in confusion. Druig simply stepped out of the way from in front of her, allowing her to see what he was hiding.
In front of her were four alpacas, treading lightly on the grass before laying down to rest. She looked back at Druig before glancing back at the alpacas.
“You got me alpacas?” She turned her head back to Druig, grinning.
“Well- I remembered how you said you regretted leaving the alpacas that you had at your old place, and I thought you’d like having alpacas again.” Druig rambled on, uncharacteristically nervous.
Within a blink of an eye Druig was pulled down into an embrace, arms wrapped around his neck bringing his face closer to her own, he couldn’t look away as he watched the smile on her face grow.
Druig was completely enamored by her, even after all these years. Even after spending centuries together she always managed to make his heart flutter whenever she looked at him with that smile.
Of course he’d never say such a thing to her, knowing he’d never hear the end of it.
Druig found himself lost in her touch, the feeling of her arms around him, the way she’d feel like what home would be. In the thousands of years that he had lived on this Earth, the only time Druig had felt at ‘home’ was with her, just the two of them together.
“Wait this one looks like Druig!” She suddenly exclaimed, pulling out of his arms and rushing towards the Alpacas.
“Like me?” Druig questioned in disbelief, trailing behind her as she stroked the animals, keeping one arm around her shoulder. He glanced at the Alpaca causing his eyebrows to furrow even more.
That does not look like him.
“No, not you. The Alpacas I used to own.” She explained.
