Lets rewrite the stars - Reggie

@Reginald <3
Outfit: Link
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Outfit

Was it wrong to assume that he felt lost? In a city so known to his eyes, he felt like he was walking the streets for the first time, experiencing what could only be a mixture of nostalgia and surprise. It was weird walking around with no-one noticing him. He was usually followed either by paparazzi or some of his security detail. It felt nice to breathe and not really worry about being noticed. But what feeling he had most of was regret, and he blamed that regret on why he hadn’t had the guts to see Mariella yet. He felt out of place and touch of his own self, and he actually felt like he should have stayed back with their parents. Things were though. Almost every friend he had, gone for at least two years now, and it felt like pure chaos at times. Of course he missed all equally, but he worried the most about Mariella. How she was holding up, and if she was still caught up in the whole Jeremy thing. He felt no regret of what he did to that bastard, but it still rubbed him the wrong way. He clenched his fist just thinking about it and shook his head at himself. No, that idiot didn’t even deserve a second thought.

Walking the streets, he didn’t really have an end goal – he just felt like he needed time to think, but as soon as he heard her voice he froze. Looking at that face he had missed so much, made him exhale in relief. Maybe he worried too much – she was a serpent after all, and could take care of herself. Her words made his lip curl up into his charming and boyish smile as he shortly looked down. ”You look the same,” he just said and saw right through her cool facade. As soon as she wrapped her arms around him he couldn’t help but laugh quietly and take her into his embrace. Her smell was the same as well and he felt his body relax a bit more. She had that vibe to her, that just made him feel at ease, just by being there. Maybe he held on to her a bit longer than usual, but he hadn’t seen her in two years, but for her it must have been a week maybe two weeks tops. He loosened his hold of her, even though he wanted to keep her in his arms until they could return home. He knew that she wasn’t going to let him though, so he just smiled and looked down into her beautiful eyes. ”I know it hasn’t been that long for you, but I have missed you like crazy,” he admitted. No shame in admitting that, he thought, but then again, he wasn’t anything else but a friend. He swallowed at the thought, but let it pass.

”But I get that you have become a hugger now, huh Ella?” he said with a teasing smirk.

Those days from two years ago seemed so distant, but looking at Mariella he knew that he felt the same way as he did then. The need to protect her, because he wanted to keep her safe, but he felt selfish at that thought. As she took a step back he smiled shortly, before feeling her hand in his as she pulled them towards a table. ”Such a nerd,” he said and lifted his eyebrow in return to hers as he let out a slight laugh. He liked her a bit too much to just see her as a friend, but he was not going to admit that any time soon. Firstly because she seemed like she had been going through stuff, and secondly he hadn’t mustered up his guts to tell her yet. It had been two years for him to ponder what feelings he had towards her, and no matter what he did, she just couldn’t leave his mind. Not that he minded having her there in his head, but it made life weird. He knew his father would never push for him to marry anyone he didn’t love, but at the same time every royal had an obligation to fullfill. Her using his birth name made him cringe slightly. ”I flatter myself as much as I want to, Mariella,” he said blinking one eye at her. He placed his arm around the back rest and turned towards her. Her words were so different from how she usually acted and he reached out and placed a hand on hers.

”Ella, are you alright?” he asked carefully. He knew she wasn’t the sappy and emotional type, but he also knew when someone was hurting. She felt so warm, and he could hear her heart beat. Small things that he had missed so much, but he wanted to keep his focus on her. It was clear that she tried to distract herself in some way as she asked if he wanted something to drink. He laughed slightly but nodded. ”You know I can drink anything, but how about we go to that stupid old diner? Now at least we wont have any security detail following us,” he said with a slight smirk. The diner, in their time at least, was still very popular. Known for it’s milkshakes and chili fries – however he mostly just watched as the others ate. He got up from his seat and reached his hand down to her.

”Come on, you don’t have to tell me anything that you don’t want to – You know I’m a simple guy, and maybe it’s about time I try those famous chili fries?” he said.

Reginald hardly knew how to express what that nod made him feel. He furrowed his brows, but just nodded back. He wasn’t going to be the one pushing her to talk, that would only mean her feeling backed up into a corner. As she spoke he aldready knew something was wrong, just by the way she breathed out, he just kept his hand on hers, seeing as she didn’t pull her hand away. Her question about the diner made him chuckle, because that soft snort was everything. He just nodded at her question, however. The diner was a safe choice, a place they both knew well, and if luck had it, they could get a table without of range of other’s ears. ”And I like that you make everything complicated,” he said looking down shortly at their hands. How stupid could he sound right now? Very, if you asked him, but he also knew she wouldn’t take it as an attack. ”Hey, I’ve been busy trying to get here – give me a break,” he laughed as he got up from his seat. As they walked he felt their fingers entangle, but he didn’t mind it one bit. Reginald had always been the calm type, cool and collected, but it was never anything forced. He was just very laid back, and that was probably why he liked hanging out with Lion and Theodore so much. To his eyes the place looked as if it had been through some renovations, but he knew it was only because he had seen the state it was in in his time.

”Fries, milkshakes and everything in between – Theo said I should start trying new stuff, so maybe this is a beginning?” he said with a slight smirk. Theodore was always the silly one of his friends, but he was the one he needed when things went darker. Especially after loosing ninetynine percent of his friendgroup. ”Place an order of whatever you think would be good – I’ll find us a table,” he said. He realized that he had to let go of her hand, but it almost felt painfull detangeling their fingers. Had he been a bit more forward he would have already placed a kiss on her cheek, but he just smiled and went to find a place a bit for themself. He sat down, dragging his fingers through his black curls and exhaled slowly. He hadn’t expected her to have such a big influence on his body right now, and he was aching just to go back and be close to her again. But he had to stay here until she got there. As she had placed their order he lifted his hand at her to signal where he was, and as she got to the tabel he made sure she could freely decide wether to sit across from him og next to him.

”How much do I owe you?” he asked with a calm smile. He wanted to pay for it all, but how many times had they argued over who had to pay what? That’s when they had decided to always split the bill, no matter how big or small.

Reginald couldn’t hold back a small laugh at her mentioning salmon. He still found it a bit funny that a siren hadn’t tasted salmon, but he let it slide for now. As he sat down at the table he couldn’t help but stare at her a bit, and as she turned to him with her waiting face he chuckled and sent her a funny face. When she came back with food he slid to the side giving her more space at the seat next to him – it was a booth after all. He smiled at her words and looked as she took her first bite. ”To be honest, most vampires don’t eat – so I guess that’s why,” he said taking a fry soaked in the chili-meat-sauce. He opened his mouth and placed it inside. The sensation was weird and he finally swallowed. Her way of staring at him was so intense, and he reached for the milkshake, feeling the cold going down through his system. ”It’s alright – I guess I’m just not an eater?” he said, now turning slightly to look at her more closely. She hadn’t aged a day, but of course it hadn’t been long for her. He let out a sigh as he moved one of her dark locks of hair to fall down her back instead.

”The milkshake’s nice, but I can’t decide if it’s more drinking than eating,” he said with a smile on his lips. How could he describe it? His body was basically dead, so any sensation of food or drinks entering his system was weird enough in itself. But then again, last time he had eaten was when he was a child, before he showed signs of the vampire gene. His dark eyes followed her movement, and maybe he was staring a bit, but he just couldn’t look away. As if she would dissappear again if he looked away for one second. He had felt so numb for such a long time, and he finally felt his dead body react to his sorroundings. Back home he hadn’t felt like he could speak to either of his parents about this, but he had spoken with Veronica a bit. ”I’m sorry if I’m staring, but I’m scared to look away,” he said furrowing his brows as he looked at her. Why was he saying this out loud? Maybe because he wanted to hear her say that she would never go away again, but he couldn’t expect that of her. He could never control a wild spirit as Mariella, but that was why he liked her so much.

He could see her looking back at her, and he could feel it as his insides spurted to life in that very moment before she looked away. As she looked back at him once more he smiled softly, and as the hand was placed on his cheek he leaned a bit against it. Almost longing for her warm touch. This wasn’t good, he thought to himself, this is your best friend’s sister. However all he really thought about was her lips. How they would feel against his. She didn’t need to say it, but she did anyways and he couldn’t help but smile. Her hand let go of his cheek, but he was quick to catch her hand and took it in his own. It wasn’t planned, pure reflex. A sacrifice? He felt a bit confused and looked at her with an asking look in his eyes. ”Ella, what do you mean by sacrifice?” he only just dared to ask. If he had a heart it would have beaten uncontrollably, because he didn’t like the sound of that. Even though she could clearly protect herself, he wanted to do something to keep her safe as well. His family was well known for being involved with a handfull kidnappings by now, but he also knew what a support system could mean after such an experience. He couldn’t help himself, placing his arms around her and pulling her into his safe embrace. ”You don’t need to tell me if you don’t want to, but I’m worried,” he mumbled into her ear, breathing in her scent.

He had almost forgotten how intoxicating her scent could be and he pulled his face away from her head to look her in the eyes. His dark searching her hazel eyes carefully. He could hear her heatbeat so loudly and he wanted to calm it down. He placed his forehead against hers and let out a sigh. Reginald was the type of person to care deeply for his friends, and he would do anything if it meant their happiness. ”Anything you want me to do? Say the word, and you know I would serve you the world on a platter,” he said quietly as he listened to the music her heart was producing.

Her story made as much sense as he thought it would if he had been there, but he nodded carefully. At her mention of her biting one of them he couldn’t help but let out a quiet chuckle and he reached one of his hands up. One of his finger gracing over the small scar, and maybe it was just an excuse to touch her more, but at this point he didn’t care. He had tried so hard to just have patience and wait for her, but it hadn’t worked out. ”Well, did you tell them that you are the princess of the sea?” he asked a bit jokingly, trying to lighten her mood a bit. He knew he could never put himself in her place, but he could always listen. As soon as she mentioned Jeremy however his eyes became cold. Hatred was not strong enough of an emotion to describe how he felt about that guy. He gave her body a soft squeeze just to let her know that he hated that guy more than any. ”My cousin almost killing Jeremy? I would have paid to see that,” he mumbled but he couldn’t help but let out a sigh at the mention he was dead already. He had hoped to be the one to squeeze all life from that asshole, and then some. She pulled herself closer and he willingly let her. He could smell the salty water of a tear and he wiped it away with a careful finger.

It felt nice to finally hear her admit that she had not only missed them talking, but also missing him. Doubt was always following him, but he had no doubt about how he had always felt towards Mariella. He liked her and only grew to like her more after listening to her so many nights. How many nights had she not fallen asleep on that roof, and him carrying her inside to her bed? He exhaled and looked at her with a smile as her gaze met his. ”Ella,” he said softly. He couldn’t get himself to explain how much he had missed her, and in stead he did something that might be considered reckless. He leaned closer to her, placing his lips against hers. Soft. Soft as silk and warm, full of life. Once he realized what he had done he removed his lips and looked down. ”Sorry,” he said a bit flustered. How did that kiss just come to be? He carefully looked at her, half expecting her to throw the fries in his face, yell at him at how he even dared take advantage of such a vulnerable moment for her.

One kiss and Reginald felt like he had screwed everything up, but at the same time he felt a big rock being lifted off his chest. Her lips had him begging for more, but as he pulled away and said sorry he felt like he had already sealed his fate. There was a bit of silence before Mariella finally said something and now it was her pressing her lips against him. He exhaled shortly a bit surprised at her reaction, but he pulled her closer, returning the kiss. His body felt so alive feeling her touch and he knew that he couldn’t resist her. He would do anything for her, but in this moment he felt a bit greedy, leaning into her and letting go of what reaction might come from the others. Life had suddenly gotten more colours as he looked into Mariellas eyes as she pulled away. How could he feel so breathless when he had no need for air? A small smile appeared at his lips as she looked at her beautiful hazel eyes. ”I lied, I’m not sorry,” he said with a small chuckle and placed a hand against her cheek, stroking it softly with his thumb. So many questions popped into his head, like what did this lead to, where would they go from here, but what filled his head mostly was how Lion would react and he looked down shortly.

”Your brother is going to gut me like a fish,” he said laughing shortly as he exhaled, but he looked into her eyes once more. All the worrying and the long years without her just seemed to dissappear when she was close. He felt like he had found the missing puzzle piece he had been looking all over for, and now he could see the picture a bit clearer. ”You want to hear something embarrasing? I’ve been wanting to kiss you since our first dance at that stupid royal party,” he said with a charming smile. One of the first times they had danced together was maybe when they were both about fourteen, and since then he had wanted to kiss her. However she was busy with that Jeremy idiot, and he never wanted to step on anyones toes. She had seemed so happy to be with that guy, and doubt followed when you didn’t know if you could give anything better than what already excisted.

”Sounds kinky,” Reginald said with a nod and couldn’t help but smile at that merman comment. He felt like everything would be alright, but maybe only after Lion had given him a few knuckles to the face – not that he would blame his friend one bit, but Reginald actually cared for Mariella. He smiled at her words about him being handsome, and it wasn’t like he was oblivious to that fact that he looked good. Theodore would usually tease him calling him pretty boy or something even more rediculous, but why get mad at facts? He liked seeing her smile, even if it was just a half smirk, and he felt very lucky to be seeing this side of the siren. Her suggestion made him raise an eyebrow at her, because he knew that alcohol could sometimes be the only answer to get away those feelings – hell he had his fair share of trying to dull his existence at times, but he was better at hiding it. Her kiss was short, and he barely got the chance to kiss her back as she got up from her seat. He got up after her looking down on her with calm eyes. ”As long as we go somewhere together, I’m up for anything,” he said with a chuckle. He looked at her at her question and shook his head laughing.

”Theo can barely drive without falling off at times, so I took matters into my own hands – Let’s just say my dad was close to killing me when I told him I was getting a bike,” he said with a low chuckle. His father was strict at times, but he had to be – being royalty had it’s price, and his father had already payed more than enough. ”And are you seriously letting me drive?” he said with a raised eyebrow, a teasing smile on his lips. If he had been in any doubt that she trusted him, it would have been gone just by her suggesting that. He took her hand and walked out of the diner, to get to her bike. He let her lead the way, but held her closer than usual when they walked. A part of him still fearing she would vanish into thin air if he let her go. As they reached the bike he stopped not far from it, leaning down and kissing her once more. A bit more passionate this time, letting himself feeling her close to him. Meanwhile his hand reached down into her backpocket, grabbing the bike key and leaning away from her once more.

”I’m driving then,” he said laughing as he moved his leg over the bike, placing himself in the seat. He roared the maschine to life and looked at her with a confident smile, grabbing the handlebars and turning the gas in teasing. ”How about we see how far we can go?” he asked with a grin as she would get on the bike behind him. As she got on he pressed the pedal and sped off through the streets. He had control over the bike, and being a vampire only helped with his senses being so great.

Mariella clearly tried to play it off, but Reginald saw through it as always, laughing quietly, but he couldn’t get help but feeling himself getting a bit lost in her lips. Her fingers so warm against his cold jaw, but as he pulled away he sent her a sly smirk. ”Is that an invitation for me to touch you more?” he asked half joking half serious as he raised an eyebrow. As they got on the bike he couldn’t help but smile as she pushed herself closer to him, not that he minded one bit. As they roared through the busy streets and got to the seaside he could smell the fresh air and let out a small yell as he sped up as they reached the city boarder. ”How about London? Paris? Rome?” he yelled back at her as the wind was blowing around them. He wanted to get away, not facing any consequences until they would return again. Even though they had kissed, things didn’t feel different between them, other than the fact that he now could feel her close without holding back. The sorroundings dissappeared around them as they moved towards London – a big city and where no one knew who they were or where they were from. He knew they would have to stop for gas as well as the need that Mariella would have to stretch her limbs. He pulled into a gas station halfway there and easily got off the bike, and started filling it with gas. As the tank was being filled he walked over to the siren and moved some of her wild hair away from her face with a small chuckle. Reginalds own hair was a mess, his black curls tangling with itself, but he didn’t really care.

”I know you’ve just been through some shit, but to be honest I am basically kidnapping you,” he said with a teasing smile. He bit his lip as he looked down at her, letting his tumb stroke over her cheekbone. He knew he felt the need for blood, but he would be fine – he did have a few vials in his inner pocket. ”I needed some time to get away, and I have a feeling you do too,” he said carefully, not wishing to put words into her mouth. He leaned down once more placing a kiss on her forehead and let out a sigh that could sound like relief. As soon as the tank was full and Mariella had done what she needed to, they hit the road again. Though it usually took a long time driving to Londong from Gaia, he just sped up, seeing as Mariella really enjoyed this. As soon as they reached the city it was reaching evening time, and the streets were busy. He slowed down driving through the streets, passing some of the common places that tourists would visit.

”I was thinking a hotel, grabbing some beers and then just do as little as posible?” he suggested as they pulled up to a car park.

As they got into London, Reginald barely cared to look around much. He had been here so many times by now, and he knew the ins and outs of the city like the back of his hand. However his choice to go to Old Street was purely random, however he didn’t mind this street one bit. Her teasing comment made him roll his eyes and got off the bike after her small kiss. ”It’s not every day I get to spend alone time with a princess, right?” he teased back, and slid the keys into her backpocket once more as he looked at her screen over her shoulder. He did notice the missed calls and smiled a bit to himself, imagining how freaked out Lion was right now. Call it a minor payback for leaving him for two years. Lots of things had happened in those two years, more than he wanted to think about. He had something looming over his head, but he didn’t want to think about that now. ”Looks good, and I can see a Tesco from here, so let’s grab something – I’m guessing you could eat,” he said before grabbing her hand and walking towards the Tesco. It was placed just inbetween the area of Old Street and Finsbury, but walking was nice after such a long ride.

”I feel the same way, but then again, I’ve spent two years without you,” he mumbled loud enough for Mariella to hear him. The streets were alive at night in a city like London. Most people were heading out to pubs, excitement filling the air as people had gotten off of work and meeting up with friends. Reginald breathed the cold wind in and exhaled slowly with a sigh. His senses were being bombarded with new feelings, but it was manageable, at least when he could focus on Mariella at his side anyways. The small Tesco Espress was not too full of people, but enough to make it look crowded. Reginald didn’t really care about that, as he just held his breath and wanted straight to the alcoholic section. He grabbed a six pack of beer, a bottle of wine and a small bottle of champagne. His aunt had always talked about her love for champagne, and Reginald had found that he enjoyed the taste very much as well. At the cashier the young woman behind the counter asked if there was anything else they needed. Reginald looked down at Mariella, and if she needed anything else it would be added to the purchase. As they got out again he felt like he could breathe once more and grabbed a vial from his inner pocket, quickly downing the red liquid inside. Maybe he had went a bit too long without blood, but as soon as the sweet taste hit his tongue he was already doing better.

”The Hoxton hotel should be just a bit north east of here,” he said with a smile. He had read the hotel name fast before she had closed the application, besides he was good at navigation. As they walked, Reginald just held the bag with their purchases in it, and entangled his fingers with Mariella once more. Everything just felt so natural, as if they had always done this. It didn’t feel forced, and was as easy as breathing. He smiled a bit to himself as they reached the hotel. He thanked himself for the fact that he had been smart enough to bring enough cash from his own time to pay for stuff around here.  They got a kingsized bed with a small overview of the streets. He dropped the bag off at one of the tables in the room, and took of his shoes and jacket. After that he threw himself on the bed and laughed shortly. ”I hope you didn’t mind sharing a bed?” he said, popping himself up on his elbows as he look at her.

Her crossed arms and liftet eyebrow made him chuckle, but her comment about him starving himself made him pop his head to the side. She moved her hair, and he could see her pulse beating in her neck, drawing out his vampyric features. He looked away trying to focus on anything else than the sound of her blood coursing through her veins. ”I’ve had a vial already, I should be fine,” he said trying to calm himself down. He had gotten better at the control, but he would lie if he didn’t hunger for her blood at this very moment. He sat up, pulling her down into his lap and placed a kiss against her lips. His kisses moved slowly from her lip and down her neck. He could hear her heart beat and the blood rush under the skin. ”Only a taste,” he whispered against her skin. His fangs slowly got out and he kissed her again before carefully biting into her neck. Her blood was salty, but at the same time it tasted better than anything he had ever tried. He carefully spread the endorfins, so she wouldn’t feel any discomfort with this whole ordeal, and after a few gulps he pulled away. Catching a drop of blood with his tongue. He bit a small hole in his own finger, sealing the bitemarks with his healing blood and looked at Mariella with a smile. She was right, that he needed this, but he still felt a bit guilty.

”You want to dig into the beers or?” he said with a small smile on his lips as his fangs retracted, and his vampyric features dissappeared once more. He felt lucky that he was aloud to be himself around Mariella like this, and maybe it was because of the fact they were both predatory races. His hand moved from her hand and up her arm untill it reached her cheek. Calmly he cupped it, looking into her eyes, but he had a lot of questions on his mind. But it was like he didn’t need to ask them right now, in stead he pulled her closer placing one more kiss against her lips. He sighed against her lips and pulled away again. ”You know what? Even if Lion’s going to kill me, I’m glad,” he said with a small grin. He laid down on the bed, pulling her with him, as if she was light as a feather. He laughed shortly as he looked into her eyes. It had been such a long time since he had actually enjoyed something, and the fact that Mariella could make the world seem less gloomy was amazing.

Reginald couldn’t hold back a deep laugh as she said she wouldn’t let Lion kill him. Even though Lion and Mariella were twins they were so different, but he had liked them both from the moment he met them as a young child. Her laughter wasp fueling the fire in his soul, and as she layed half on top of him, he let his fingers slide down her side slowly. Her kiss he returned pulling her closer to his body. Her words and giggle made him laugh in return. ”I’m very happy that you let me kidnap you,” he whispered back looking shortly down at her lips before returning his gaze to her eyes. People spoke about love at first sight, but they never spoke of the fact that you could fall in love at every sight. He pulled her close and flipped them around with ease so that he was on top now. Resting his hand beside her head he shortly leaned down and kissed her once more. Then another kiss followed as he exhaled shortly. ”If this is a dream, I firstly want to apologize, and secondly I never want it to end,” he said under his breath as he layed over her.

”Do you want to get drunk on beer or … perhaps me?” he whispered softly, letting his free hand roam down the side of her body. He knew he could be forward a times, but he guessed it ran in the family. Everyone in his family was charismatic in one form or another, but he never imagined he could be like this towards Mariella. She made him feel in his right element, and he looked into her eyes as he wondered what was going on behind those hazel eyes of hers.