The Performer and His Shooting Star
Characters: True!Starbi, Grinlock (character belonging to @cryptidkatzz)
Pairing: True!Starbi/Grinlock
WC: 713
Tropes: Cuddling, Rainy Weather
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The two stood upon a rooftop together, the skies dark with clouds looming over the sea of buildings.
"…How do you feel?" Asked Starbi, his voice low and whisper-like as he held the man's hands in his.
Starbi stared up into Grinlock's eyes, his mouth curved with a gentle smile. The hulking performer's hands remained static in the Starborn's hands. His eyes staring back into the Starborn, sending back an answer to him.
"Tired?" Starbi asked, tilting his head, his thumbs gently caressing against the performer's hands, almost like that of a massage.
"…Cold," Grinlock answered bluntly in his gruff voice, briefly glancing away from his piercing gaze as he caressed his hands.
Glancing to see Grinlock's shoulders growing rigid with veiled embarrassment, Starbi's smile softened from this familiar sight.
Looking at Grinlock's averted gaze once more, Starbi could see the performer's eyes to be looking for something he couldn't admit easily.
Letting out a soft laugh, Starbi held one of Grinlock's large hands in his, the sudden gesture prompting the brute to freeze
"Is that right?"
A brief shiver coursed up Grinlock's spine, his gaze wavering slightly as his trembling hand was kept safe in the warmth of Starbi's. With this tepid comfort, he could only want more of this warmth.
With his courage built up, Grinlock finally brought himself to close the gap between the two.
Slowly taking steps forward, Grinlock looked back at Starbi with a softened gaze. Of his own accord, he would gently place his hand on the Starborn's shoulder, bringing him closer. Starbi obliged with a patient smile.
Grinlock raised his free hand, the one left behind by Starbi's warmth, quietly urging Starbi for both of his hands in his. Starbi followed along, placing his right in Grinlock's left.
"…You're warm," Grinlock commented, his grip on Starbi's hands firm with longing.
Even with both of these hands emitting a comforting warmth, the performer still couldn't help but want more of it. But looking at Starbi's eyes, it was clear he was willing to grant the performer's selfish desire.
With the faint drops of rain falling on the rooftop, Grinlock let go of Starbi's hands, as he carefully wrapped his arms around the Starborn. In return, his back was met with Starbi's hands, the two brought together into a snug embrace.
"Happy?" Starbi asked, his head resting against the performer's chest.
Grinlock thought to himself as he looked down, his expression aloof as he stared down at Starbi's head, remaining quiet as Starbi's cowlick brushed between his eyes.
With his embrace growing weak, Grinlock responded with silence.
Starbi laughed, "alright."
In an instant, Grinlock could feel Starbi's body brush up against him. Feeling the Starborn's shoes against the performer's knees, the performer looked at Starbi floating in midair, as if he was taller than the 6'8" Grinlock.
With little hesitation, Grinlock huddled his head in Starbi's warmth. Resting his head in the crook of Starbi's neck, feeling the Starborn's chest rising and falling with every simulated breath taken.
"Better?" Starbi asked, gently caressing the back of Grinlock's neck.
"…yes."
Looking up, Starbi could feel the rain's grace growing. With Grinlock in Starbi's arms, he could only hear the sounds of rain bouncing, as if something like that of an umbrella had suddenly appeared to shield the two from the rain.
"I'm glad," Starbi smiled, gently planting a kiss on Grinlock's head.
"…thank you," Grinlock mumbled, his head still huddled in.
…
Moving his hand to bring it under Grinlock's chin. Starbi lifted the performer's head up, his smile softening as he met Grinlock's eyes, welled-up with content.
"Just say the word, and I'll be here to grant it, alright?"
With a pause, Grinlock nodded, blinking briefly to get rid of any brief tears seeping through his mask. Bringing his hand close to the performer's eyes, Starbi properly wiped away his faint tears of content.
Starbi let out a heartwarming laugh, "there's my crimson brute." Starbi teased, resting his forehead against Grinlock's, "as handsome as he is red."
Grinlock remained quiet, Starbi's kindhearted words doing nothing but melting the performer's heart. Trembling with joy, Grinlock's arms tightened around Starbi.
The Starborn's kindness, his warmth and affection, to call him handsome, did everything to melt his heart in a matter of seconds.
"You're everything I could wish for," Grinlock muttered his, voice shaky.
"You are..."
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"…my shooting star."
Author Note: Hi everyone !! Welcome to my first post on this blog. Recently, me and my friend Rae (@cryptidkatzz) came up with a fun selfship between my sona, Starbi, and her oc, Grinlock!
This is my first time writing Grinlock. And I think I wrote him out properly! I hope you guys like what I've written.