The Binding
Grayson! Reader x OMC (Wally West Son OC)
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A/n: So, I fell in love with @birdnamedrobin‘s oc Milo, and after coming up with my soulmate au, I had to write out this idea that I saw in my head. You don’t have to reblog this or like this, I just wanted to write this for her. Tagging: @shewhorunswithfandoms
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Genre: Romance, Fluff
Rated: Everyone
Warning: this is fucking fluffy as fuck. Swearing.
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Author: Teen-Titans-Imagines
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Being in a world where fate had assigned you someone to love was strange. Growing up, you never really paid attention to the world around you, the world around you just a floating sphere in space that spun slowly, wasting away one spin at a time. However, the older you got, more interested you became in the concept of a soulmate.
A soulmate was supposed to be someone who would love you and cherish you until you wasted away into dust, or never blink an eye at you. Honestly, it was scary to think about meeting a soulmate that a didn’t even want you. You remember some of your classmates talking about wondering if they would ever aura bind, their auras coming forth from their body to intertwine with their lovers.
You hadn’t really partaken in the conversations, but you had thought about it. Ever since hearing about the ‘what if’s from your classmates, it became a constant nagging in the back of your head.
That is, until you met Milo West.
Milo West was the son of Wally West and Artemis Crock, the two teammates and best friends of your father, Dick Grayson. Though retired, Wally often was present to help his son who had been blessed with his speedster abilities. Likewise, You were like your father. Flexible, charming, and deadly. It came in handy, but you honestly preferred staying on the sidelines until you were absolutely needed.
Milo had been introduced to your family when you two were in middle school. He had commented that your dress looked funny, and you told him you though his hair looked like the Incredibles villain Syndrome.
When you met Milo, you had forgotten about your soulmate. Growing up, you two had been through a lot together: helping Milo harness his abilities, Milo helping you become better at your own abilities, the two of you overcoming the hardships school and being vigilantes brought. You two were each’s backbone, and it really showed when you two worked together.
When you both went into high school, Milo had matured into a young adult, though he was still his goofy self, and you had become a beautiful young woman yourself. Still slightly reserved, but more open to those around you, thanks to Milo. In fact, Milo was the reason you had even gotten to where you were today. It was often you wondered if he thought the same of you.
During the middle of freshmen year, things between the two of you began to change. His touch became softer and kinder, and they lingered for a moment longer, like a dehydrated animal who had just gotten its first taste of water. His green eyes lingered onto you, and you had begun to do the same. You started to miss his presence, laugh harder at his stupid jokes, want to kiss him a bit more everyday.
It wasn’t until Homecoming night that Milo had made his move and made you two official. You still remember how his kiss had been, and how he had tasted. Since then, you two had been conjoined at the hip, doing what lovers did, even if you weren’t soulmates.
You had forgotten about the soulmate thing until Milo had brought it up to you one night.
“Baby, can I ask you something?”
He had asked from beside you, the storm almost swallowing up his whispering voice. You had rolled over onto your side, getting a better look at him, the light seeping between the blinds and the rain on the window distorting the speedsters look, making him look mysterious and sexy at the same time.
“Of course you can, Milo. You can ask me anything.”
Milo had smiled softly before asking.
“Do you ever wish we were soulmates?”
You were taken back. The question had caught you off guard, but you couldn’t deny that you hadn’t thought about it before. You shrugged and murmured, gently playing with his hair.
“Sometimes. However, I can’t really say that we would be any different than we are now if we were soulmates. Soulmate or not, I know that you will always be the one I would choose. I love you, Milo.”
Milo rolled over onto you, kissing you softly.
“Whatever did I do to deserve you?”
“Well, you told me that my dress looked funny, so that was a start.”
The two of you giggled and went on with your day of cuddling during the thunderstorm.
Ever since then, the topic of soulmates had died off into just a memory. Even your father, who was reluctant to let you date, didn’t say anything about you two not being soulmates. It was a strange, but nice feeling to know that he respected your feelings in regard to that. After all, he had lost his soulmate, your mother. You figured it was still a touchy subject for him as well.
Currently, you and Milo were in the park, a telescope out and a blanket spread out within the grass. A basket full of snacks and thermoses of hot chocolate sat to the side, and notebooks were scattered here and there, notes about constellations and planets written all over the pages.
Milo was eating a muffin, taking pieces of it apart and handing them to you as you looked through the telescope and at the moon.
“This was such a great idea, Milo. The moon is so bright tonight. You can see all the craters and the shadows! It’s so beautiful!”
Milo sighed dreamily as he rest his chin on the palm of his hand, sighing dreamily.
“Yeah, you really are, (Y/n).”
You blushed and smiled shyly.
“Stop being so flirty, and get me some hot chocolate. It’s kind of cold.”
“Aw, why get hot chocolate, when I can do all the warming up you need?”
He wiggled his eyebrows as he grabbed the thermos, and you glared at him, the blush hidden by the darkness of the night.
“Milo, give me my hot chocolate.”
He chuckled and waved you off, handing you the cup. Stretching, Milo murmured, kissing your temple.
“I’m going to get something from the house. I’ll be back in a flash, my starry night.”
“Ugh, you cheesy man. Be fast. I might miss you.”
Milo laughed and winked.
“I’m always fast.”
He walked away, grabbing his house keys from in the basket, before starting to bound off. However, he suddenly paused, and a sudden pulsing in your chest had you gasping. Milo turned. He was wide eyed as he looked at you, his green eyes shocked and in awe.
Was he feeling this too? Your chest was filling with this strange sensation, and you were sort of scared. However, you were surrounded by this feeling of safety and love, and with Milo with you, you weren’t afraid. You felt...oddly as if you were untouchable. Your mouth opened slightly in awe, and Milo sauntered over to you slowly, reaching out to you.
Your hands touched, and your breathing hitched as shocks of electricity ran through you. Your heart was pounding, just like when Milo would kiss you or tell you he loved you. You could hear his voice, all the times he told you he loved you, you could feel all the times he ever touched you and kissed you. You could feel his love and adoration just rolling from his skin as Milo’s forehead came to rest upon yours.
Was this what it was like? Was this what being in love was like? Was this what if meant to bind? To become one with the one that you loved most? In a burst of light, your auras burst from within you, bright lights of yellow and blue shooting upwards towards the heavens.
Beautiful streaks of yellow and blue zoomed through the air, pulsing and glowing, as a celestial wind blew through the air, causing your hair to whip around. Your head threw itself back, your eyes closing and mouth falling agape as the feeling began to overwhelm you.
Your hands held onto Milo’s forearms, feeling his energy flow into you as yours flew into his body, and you became breathless. The streaks of yellow formed into a cheetah as more streaks flew around the area surrounding you two, the feelings of love and admiration lifting you and encasing you. Your aura’s streaks turned into a phoenix, majestic and wings spread, its cry loud and courageous.
You couldn’t help but cry out just a bit as it did, the feelings you were feeling unlike anything you had ever felt before. The cheetah let out its own roar, and the animals of light danced with each other as the area lit up, your and Milo’s chests lighting up with a bright light.
The cheetah and the phoenix ran in opposite directions before charging at each other, and when they collided, the whole area burst into an explosion of white and green light.
The two of you collapsed to your knees, never letting go of each other, and in the place of where your soul animals had been, there stood a large, green griffin. It disappeared and faded as the light did, and you realized that you were crying. However, not out of sadness, but of joy. Milo laughed loudly, holding you to him and he wiped his eyes.
“That was insane! Did you see that? Your light was so blue!”
“I know! And you! Yours was so yellow! I’ve never seen such a bright color!”
You two laughed and Milo whispered, furrowing his brow as he held your face between his hands, his eyes serious as he looked into your own.
“I love you. I love you so much. I knew it. I knew you were my one. I just had this feeling, and I was right. I was fucking right.”
You sobbed out, holding onto his wrists.
“I love you too, Milo. I love you so much. For now and forever.”
You both smiled, and he kissed you. His kiss was so soft and gentle, but now, it felt so different. It felt....heavenly.
So this is what it was like to feel true love.
After a moment, you could hear a cough from beside you two, causing you two to pull apart from each other. You definitely recognized that cough.
“Dad?”
You turned, seeing your father in his Nightwing outfit, and he shifted from foot to foot, tapping his foot angrily. You could tell that he was tense, and frowning, pouting even, through the mask.
“Ok, first of all, it’s two in the morning, so you’re grounded for being out so late. Two, what the fuck was that?”
You giggled, Milo grinning, and you replied.
“That-”
You looked at Milo and grabbed his hand, his fingers intertwining with yours.
“-was the universe telling me who my soulmate was.”
Dick widened his eyes and his jaw dropped, obviously offended.
“I think the fuck not. Ok? Because first of all, you’re still too young! I don’t even approve of you dating, yet here you are! Second of all, you have school to think about. You already struggle with your grades, Mr. West, and I don’t need you to influence my pure daughter! Hey, where do you think you two are going? I’m not cleaning all of this up! Come back here! Hey! Are you two even listening to me?!”
“Nope!”
[END]