Fluff to help with the heart breaking I did a lil earlier aksjskskdk. Sorry not sorry.
Willow twirled a strand of her hair as she stared up at the ceiling. Watching one of her hanging vines and flowers lightly away under the wind that entered her open balcony. It was feeling quite nice out today. Well tonight.
Her mind then drifted to the Emperors right hand man, the golden guard.
He was quite the… persona. He had saved her a few months back then came to check on her that night. She remembered thinking she was about to be arrested for something then the immediate shock at the fact that the GOLDEN GUARD, right hand man to the emperor himself, mysterious hero of the isles, came to check on her! And he stayed and even hung out for a while. He was quite a cocky one. But he seemed to be interested in things most kids her age was into. Surprised and even filled with child like wonder at certain things she assumed he had never seen before.
The golden guard was very hyper and cocky and well… he could be nice too. Then he could be bashful and childish too. Oh! He was verrrry nosy. That was definitely something to add to it. That guard acted as if he owned her bedroom as his own little kingdom or something when he came over.
Oh did she mention that? He had visited several times after. In fact, she’d even say he visited between two and three times a week. Making himself quite comfortable whenever he got there, whether he plopped down on her bed and started asking her a bunch of questions, oh! Or even the one time she walked in her room and found him SLEEPING on her bed, under the cover and everything. If her dads had come in that day, she’d have been grounded for weeks! Or he’d just walk in, take whatever snacks she was currently eating and steal a book off her shelf and start reading. She was very grateful now that she had never kept a diary.
Sometimes they even snuggle together and watch a movie as if it was the most normal thing in the world. The faces he’s make were hilarious or even endearing. He loved watching the sphere. He even admitted to having a stuffed frog once when he saw it.
She then noticed a shadow across the ceiling and smirked. Speak of the devil.
“Hello there citizen.” The guard in topic greeted as if he was there idly by chance.
She sat up and have her best ‘shocked’ expression she could muster. “Oh hello golden guard! What a surprise to see you here? What are doing? Oh! Don’t tell me! Am I being arrested?” Willow then placed a hand over head and one on her heart, feigning distress to counteract his joke.
The guard laughed and stepped into the room. “Not this time. Maybe if you keep making yourself so attractive to be around, then I’d have to start an investigation to see what kind of magic you’re using against me.”
Oh. Willow felt herself slightly blush at the blunt compliment, she’d even dare call it flirting if the guard didn’t seem so serious about it. “No magic. Just my awesome charm.” She prompted.
The guard nodded as if content with the answer and walked towards her bookshelf. The little red bird he called Flapjack, his palisman, then came out of his hood and made its way over to greet her and Clover. Her little bee buzzed excitedly as the two then dashed about the room.
“You do know there is a library in town, right Goldie?”
“Oh I know. I’ve already read just about all of them several times. You have a few I haven’t before.”
This was news to her. “All? As if, all 700 books in that library?” She asked perplexed.
“Well not all of them. I haven’t read the kid section since I was really little, so those don’t count. Besides some of them never really caught my interest.” He stated casually. He then seemed to settle for a choice in books and picked one up. He then made his way to the bed and plopped down beside her. “You have a really comfortable bed by the way. Sorry for… taking a nap the other day. My bed isn’t near as nice so I kind of just… passed out.” He stated sheepishly, tapping the metal that covered his face as if in thought.
“Oh it’s fine. As long as my dads don’t catch you, I won’t be grounded for like- life.”
“Grounded? Oh we won’t have that. I’ll have them arrested before they try to do that.” He claimed angrily. “Why would they even do that? You’re their daughter!”
Willow was taken aback. “W- what do you mean?”
“That punishment is uncalled for. You should put someone under ground if they’re not decease! And you’re a literal child! Ok not a child, you’re a perfectly aged young lady but that’s besides the point! Th-“
“Hey hey! Calm down, that not what that means.” She tried to assure him.
He tilted his head to the side, practically screaming he didn’t believe her.
“It just means that I won’t be able to have fun for a little while… like as a punishment for having a boy in my room.”
“That makes more sense. They are really nice people.”
“They are.” She agreed happily. “Anyways, you hungry? I can grab something from the kitchen if you want.”
“Oh yes!” He replied excitedly. He then set his mask to the side and opened his book.
Willow swore she did a double take every time he took it off. This boy was gorgeous. Blonde wavy hair with a cowlick hanging in between his eyes. A good jaw line and hooked nose. A scar that tailed his cheek, no doubt from battle and lovely magenta eyes.
He had the most expressive faces too. They always had her smiling or laughing. Especially when he was embarrassed about something. And oh, when she made him blush! That was her favorite thing to do.
“You’re staring.” The guard purred as he smirked up at her.
She gasped then turn away and practically ran down the stairs. Titan why was she staring! She had seen him many times before! She went to the kitchen and grabbed a few rolls and blood jam out the fridge and walked back upstairs after grabbing a plate and some silverware.
“I didn’t know you were into romance novels, Willow.” The guard announced as soon as she shot the door behind her.
She looked up quizzically at him. Confused on what book he must have. “I’m not really. Why?”
He waved the book he had in the air. She recognized that cover. Oh titan.
She ran to him and reached for the book. Trying to swipe it quickly. He tugged it back. “Ah uh uh…” he teased.
“Don’t make me use vines to drag it down.”
“Oh Will! Humor me. It’s ok if you’re into cheesy little romance novels, I read them too you know. You just didn’t seem like the type-“
“I’m serious. See how old it is. It was an old friend of mine. She has some serious stuff in there too, so put it up. Now.” She reprimanded.
He frowned. His boyish charm wasn’t working on her. This seemed to be serious too. But he was still curious. “What… kind of stuff.”
“Hunterrrr.” She challenged, a small green spark lit in her eyes.
“Ok! I won’t read it until you take the stuff out. But I want to read the book anyways. It’s interesting!”
“It’s literally like any other romance book out there.”
“No! His name is Hunter! And hers is Rose. It’s almost like it was meant for me.”
Willow quirked an eyebrow at that. “Is there a particular girl named Rose or something in your life?” She asked, trying to sound as if she didn’t care. Cause she didn’t!
“Her name isn’t rose, but she sure acts like one. She beautiful, blossoming, green. Well her eyes are green. She doesn’t really wear a lot of red tho I think. But she can be quite fiesty.” He teased.
She blushed. Was he talking about her? “I’m sure we can find another copy. Just please put that one up. We’re not really friends anymore but… I still have respect for her privacy.”
The boy frowned. “Fine. But it’s your job to help me find another copy, let’s go.”
“Wait wh-eep!” All of a sudden, she was scooped up in the arms of the guard and he jumped off her balcony. JUMPED OFF HER BALCONY!
Suddenly flapjack was in the form of a staff, carrying the two effortlessly across the isles. She was seated snug in the arms of the guard, his mask now in place. (Otherwise she’d have seen his goofy smile and large blush.)
They passed over town and Willow looked up at him. “The book store is that way.” She told him.
“I know.” He stated smugly.
He must have had something else planned. “Hunter?”
“Don’t worry rose, I’m not gonna drop you.” He teased.
So she was the rose he was referring to. Her heart leapt at the thought and she couldn’t help the smile that reached her eyes now. She giggled and just held on tighter, hugging him even.
And boy was his heart racing now. It was enough that he had to hold her like this, but now she was practically snug against him. He felt like he couldn’t breathe. He was gonna have to take his mask off soon if his heart didn’t settle down.
Willow gasped at the excited buzz that was heard from Hunters shoulder. Apparently Clover had caught up and really enjoyed just being shotgun for once. She was hoping her little bee would make it to wherever they were going. The scenic view was breathtaking too.
“Oh! Ok. Close your eyes, we’re almost there I don’t want you to see yet!” Hunter reprimanded but she could hear the excitement in his voice.
She felt them lower down and reach the ground. She was once again scooped bridal style and slowly lowered to her feet. Her feet touch the ground and he helped her balance herself while not letting go of her hand. She smiled.
“You better not be peaking!”
“I’m not!” She laughed now.
He then pulled her somewhere, only the sound of Flapjack and Clover tweeting and buzzing could really be heard. Hunter muttered for her to stay right where she was, that he wasn’t going far, as he let go of her hand.
She then was left wondering as to what was going on. He hadn’t done anything like this before. She knew they had a mutual thing for each other but it had never been addressed, so it couldn’t be a date. Right?
“Alright. You can open your eyes now.” He spoke with a tone that seemed both excited and worried. Probably hoping she’d like the surprise.
And boy did she. It was beautiful! They were somewhere in the forest where the trees hung low. Flowers of many colors were everywhere. And it was just dim enough with the sun setting for the glow bugs to be shining. She gasped when she saw they small embroidered quilt on the ground. It was red and yellow and green, flowers and bees and one little red bird on. It represented them and there palisman no doubt. There was also another blanket that seemed similar, but not a perfect same. And some food too!
“Do… do you like it?” Hunter asked, eyes wide and doubtful.
All she could do was smile widely and fling herself at him. She wrapped him up in the tightest hug she could hater and sent them both to the ground. “I love it!”
Hunter grinned the most goofy smile ever. Very proud and happy and oh he couldn’t describe it!
They got up and walked over to the quilt and started to eat the foo food he had taken from the castle. He showed her the extra quilt he had made for her and loved every second of the compliments and smiles he received. Tonight was going great so far. Hunter thought.
One more thing to check off his list though.
He coughed purposely and rubbed the back of his neck. “Uhm Willow?”
“Do you. Uhm. Well. I know we’ve only known eachother for a few months… and I quite literally barged into your life. I- I know I’m nothing special and I’m not perfect! But uhm. I’d be really happy if… I was able to call you mine. If you’d be my girlfriend?”
Hunter didn’t dare look at the dark haired beauty. To afraid of what her expressions might be saying as he sat there in silence. He heard a small shuffle and felt her knee brush against his. He looked up as the most beautiful green eyes he’d ever seen. Ones that shine so bright theyd make ever emerald and peridot jealous.
She then leaned in and kissed his cheek. “I’d love nothing more.”
She nodded happily, a shy smile resting on her face.
He then jumped up excitedly and pulled her up with him and spun her around. She laughed like a melody and they somehow performed a little dance before settling in each others arms.
“I really really really like you.” Hunter breathed out. He rested his forehead against hers and brought a daring hand up to her face.
“I really really really reallllllly like you too, Hunter.” She hummed. She then stood on her tiptoes and gripped his shoulders for support before pressing her lips against his.
It was short but perfect. Hunter could easily say this had been the best day of his life. Willow couldn’t agree more.
