🎊 with Burn please?
Hehe I like how this one turned out.
You met Burn a long time ago.
At least three years. When you first met him, it was because he saved you from someone that was trying to kill you. You thought that they were a friend, but turned out that they were some bad guy who believed in this old 'god' and was going to kill you for that god.
It was strange, honestly, though luckily your screams could be heard! You got saved from the guy trying to kill you by… the giant red dragon.
He took you back to his cave since you were hurt. He took care of you, made sure you wouldn't end up passing and stopped the black and purple dragons from attacking you.
You never thought that you would see even ONE dragon, and seeing these two rare ones? Ones known to be really scary and… dangerous? Plus so rare!
A year passed with you coming to see him every so often, making friends with them, until they showed you that they were dragon shifters rather than just dragons. You've heard stories of them but you really thought that they were fake!
Burn became your mate.
You were unsure exactly how it happened, but you were happy that it happened! He was such a cute mate to have. He always would bring you food, things that he thought that you would like, and he would let you lay on top of them whenever you came to his cave to sleep.
And then something happened.
You started to feel sick. You stayed home because of that, not wanting to worry your mate. It was just throwing up randomly, plus wanting to eat a lot of meat. Not undercooked but not too cooked either.
Of course you made sure to cook your meat enough!
You got woken up when you heard knocking on your door, which caused you to open your eyes blinking a few times. What in the world? You slowly got up out of the bed, shake yourself off, and you walk over to open the door.
There was someone in a cloak on the other side. The height was what told you exactly who it was. "Burn, what are you doing here?" you hiss, gently pulling him into the room. The cloak was to most likely hide his tail and wings…
He makes a soft sound of distress, looking at you worried. "You haven't been around," He walks closer to you, pulling you flush against his body and shuts his eyes taking a breath. Your scent always calmed him.
Yet his grip tightened, and he starts to nuzzle into your neck, lifting you a little off the ground. You blink a few times, then laugh, and reach up to pet the top of his head, "Burn, what are you doing? Why are you picking me up?"
"Your scent," He mumbles, pulling back a little to look at you, "It's different."
"What do you mean?" Now this was a little confusing? What did he mean your scent was different? "I might be sick, if that's what you mean"
He shakes his head and fixes his grip around you, then turns, walks out of the house, and starts to run out of your village. Your eyes widen, quickly hugging onto him.
What in the world was he doing?