Touch Starved(Cole x Gender Neutral Reader)
Omg I finally finished it thank god T^T Took me a bit but is done, it's short and not my greatest piece but I still like it enough to post it lol
This takes place after the episode special where Cole regains his physical form, with his newfound powers he is afraid of hurting the reader with his strength and the unpredictability the new power holds.
It had been weeks since Cole had recovered his physical form. If I’m being completely honest I had expected a happy and hug filled reunion, we hadn’t been able to touch each other for months after all. But this was not the case. As his new powers developed he seemed to stray further away from me, I couldn’t understand it and at first all I felt was hurt. I felt like I was getting mixed signals constantly. We would be talking and he’d give me a warm smile which I would return but as soon as I reached for his hand he would retract it, nervously laugh, and then make up some excuse to leave. The weeks passed by painfully as I grew impatient. I wanted to give him space if that was what he needed but the lack of communication was killing me. I started to see him less and less, he would skip training and it wasn’t often that I ever even saw him leave his room.
Eventually I had enough, I needed to know what was going on or it was going to drive me crazy.
It was late, sometime shortly after we had all finished dinner. I stood before his closed door, gathering the courage to just knock and get it over with. I sighed, gently knocking on the door. There was the sound of shuffling feet as he approached the door and finally opened it. Upon seeing me a look of surprise appeared on his face. “Uh y/n what are you..? What are you doing here?”
He asks with a nervous smile, as usual. I cross my arms, “I’m here to hang out, I want to talk.”
Before he could even get the chance to respond I pushed past him into his room, situating myself on the edge of his bed. “O-ohhkayy…”
He mutters, shutting the door behind him. I cut straight to the point. “Why have you been avoiding me?” I ask bluntly.
His eyes widen in shock as he objects, “I-I haven’t been avoiding you-”
I rolled my eyes, “Cole you won’t even hold my hand let alone stand near me for more than two minutes.”
He looks away from me, not able to meet my eyes. “I don’t understand, we haven’t been able to hug for months because of the incident and now that you have your physical form back it-it’s like- you’re repulsed by me or something!”
I choked back a sob, I had been hoping to keep my composure during the conversation but I was already faltering. I could hear him groan from across the room, glancing over at him to see him drag his hands across his face in frustration. It was silent for a bit and I started considering just leaving but thankfully he finally broke the silence. “I didn’t mean to…it’s just these new powers, I-.” He pauses, looking down at his hands as they begin to glow, “I don’t want to hurt you…”
I looked over at him, eyes softening. “Cole, you would never hurt me, I know you wouldn’t.” I assure him.
He sighs, his eyes glistening, “I can’t control them…they’re so unpredictable and new and I just-” Now he’s the one choking back a sob.
My heart aches and I move across the room to him, pulling him into my arms. He hesitates, arms in the air, holding his breath, still scared to touch me. He eventually lowers them around me, slowly. Once he grows comfortable enough and realizes I’m fine he buries his head into the crook of my neck, eyes squeezed shut. “God I missed you…I missed this.” He croaks, still holding back tears.
“I missed you too Cole.” I mumble softly into his hair, breathing him in.
Without warning, I feel myself being lifted off of the ground, a small, surprised yelp escaping my mouth. Cole carried me over to the bed laying me down. I shimmied under the comforter and waited patiently as he followed suit. As we lay there I reached for his hand, pressing my palm against his. His hand began to glow again, causing him to try to pull away but I interlocked my hand with his, marveling at the light emanating from it. He watched me, holding in a breath.
“It’s…warm…” I mused before placing a small kiss on his knuckle.
He watched me in amazement before a smile spread on his face and he leaned down to kiss me.
“I love you.” He mumbled through the kiss.
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