School days [AU]

When morning came, he was too far into some odd dreamworld that didnt exactly make sense, but it wasnt like it was some unpleasant dream either. He could only guess later that it had been hos mind processing last night fully. The glow around his wrist had disappeared sometime in the night, but left a red color in the exposed skin between the marks. He didnt know but it would hurt the next couple of weeks. When Nana and Buffy spoke, he was sleeping right through it all, though his unconcious mind did notice some outer noise, that made his fingers twitch and tighten a little from time to time. He woke as Nana left the room, to look up at Buffy with tired yet soft eyes as he gently touched her cheek. Friends could do that after a night like that, right? Maybe he just wanted to linger a little longer in the feelings that flared in his heart when their lip had met, before having to revert back into just being friends. It was going to be hard, but it was what he needed.

The weeks passed and he didnt find being friends all that hard, except that his heart ached a little when he had an urge to touch her hand or feel her lips, which unfortunately happened quite frequent. He had had a few irregular days were he had been gone from school and not to be found in the boys dorms or anywhere at the school. When he returned, he would explain that it was something family-related and that he may had to leave again at some point. It seemed to be something that was bugging him, but that he didnt really want to talk about it.

Lana had been rather excited for their announcement and when the families seemed to agree, it was like everything seemed to fall into place. She ran her fingers through the dark hair of the woman she loved with all her heart, watching her features in silence as she couldnt remove a smile from her lips. If she could, she would freeze time in this moment, with this simple action of having Florence’s head in her lap, feeling the soft fibers against her skin, with a heart that felt like it had melted a long time ago. Vanessa sat under Ethan’s arm, fiddling with his fingers as she examined his nails. She hadnt expected to ever admot to the feelings she had harboured for the human, and yet here they sat, like the universe had intended them to. It didnt just feel like love for her, it felt like it had been written in stone before they were even born. She looked up at Florence’s words and nodded, “When I kept telling myself that I couldnt possibly feel like I did for Ethan, it really hurt. But if you keep letting yourself stay in that sort of mindset, it’s gonna be hard to bounce back from,” she looked up at Ethan with a smile as she placed a hand on his cheek, “I was just lucky that he was drunk and determined,” she chuckled before she turned her head as Baal approached them.

He embraced her in the short friendly hug before stepping a bit back as he corrected his bag over his shoulder, nodding at her whisper. “Sure,” he replied, a bit worried that she was pleading, but it must just have meant it was important. He looked towards the lake before he looked back at her, accepting her nod as he jerked his head in the direction before he started walking there with her. The lake was beautiful, though with the colder more grey weather and the falling leaves, it wasnt as pretty as it could be during spring or summer. But he still liked it. He turned his head to her as he tilted it slightly to the side, “Whats on your mind?” He asked with his eyes slightly narrowed out of curiosity.

Lana chuckled at Charles’ comment, shaking her head as she looked at Florence. The banshee kissed her and she returned the kiss with such tender love to her lips as she caressed her cheek. She knew Charles meant well with his teases, because she knew the incubus would have left a long time ago if he really felt all that nauseous from seeing them. “I’ve always liked it extra sweet,” she said with a soft smile as she touched Florence’s cheek to run it down her neck and down her arm before she could entangle their fingers. She looked over at Charles before she narrowed her eyes, “Are you saying that you’re not ready for the celebration party then?” She asked in a tease before looking down at Florence, “What other way to announce a powercouple like us than with the greatest party ever?” She asked with a sweet tone as she caressed the banshee’s hand.
Vanessa chuckled at Ethan’s words as she gently nudged the back of her head against his chest. “Thank god for thst,” she said to his words before looking at Florence and Lana. She smiled a little at the sight of them, knowing that they were definitely a good couple. She looked up at Ethan with a soft smile as she just studied his face like she had done a million times over since they got together.

Her reply made him widen his eyes a little in surprise as he hadnt really been expecting to hear that. He lifted a hand to scratch his neck as he looked a little confused at her, stopping as she had stopped. He gulped as she grabbed his hand, the confusion growing a little as he couldnt seem to understand. Werent they meant to be friends? Her whisper sent a cold feeling down his spine, because that night could be two things. One that made his heart ache with anger, the other made his heart ache with longing - So it was really just about how his heart was supposed to ache in the moment. Her addition settled it, longing it was. He shifted between her eyes as he noticed the vulnerability and he felt the need to comfort her rise. She touched his cheek and it only made his heart beat faster as he dropped the hand from his neck that had been frozen in place up until now. Feeling her hand touch his lips, made them seperate slightly as a soft exhale left his throat. This wasnt what friends were supposed to do, he knew that. Her words made him blink a few times, rather surprised that she would think he was going to be with someone else. He just felt a little speechless as they stood here next to the soothing sound of the lake, a few ducks quacking loudly in the distance. She spoke again and he just shifted between her eyes as he wasnt sure what was going on. Was this some cruel dream that seemed too real to be true? He shook his head at her whisper before he plced his hand on her cheek as he leaned down to connect their lips in a sweet kiss. He let go of her hand as he wrapped his arms around her, deepening the kiss as his heart kept pounding with such an irregular speed, he thought he could fall any second now if he didnt feel her lips fpr as long as he could.

As their lips seperated, he looked at her, a small frown over his eyes as his eyes glimmered with disbelief, looking into her beautiful green ones. He had felt it too, how it had seemed like they would have ended up not being able to be anything but friends. And yet here they stood, her in his arms, their faces barely inches from each other and those feelings from that night burning in his chest with a whole new spark. She pulled him in for another kiss and his hands grasped at her jacket as he pressed her closer, feeling like he could only truly breathe and live with her near him. Not just as a friend, or a study partner but like this. As the person that made his heart pound so hard, he feared his ribs would crack, the person he had thought would shun and break him and yet here they were, lips connected, so eager to stay connected that oxygen seemed like a luxury. When it ended he closed his eyes, softly gasping for air as he couldnt loosen the grasp he had on her, pressing his forehead gently to hers. Her words made him smile a little out pf breath as he pressed her closer, “If you’ll be mine,” he whispered back. He leaned his head away from hers as he looked at her face. He sighed from the bottom of his stomach like a burden of a thousand years had been lifted off his chest.

Lana looked up at Nana’s words and clapped her hands together with a smile. “Woooo!” She screamed as she lifted her fist up to cheer at them. Vanessa chuckled and shook her head, “Yeah, finally,” she agreed with Nana. She moved her eyes away from the doves at the lake before she started frowning with confusion. She sat up from leaning back onto Ethan, as men started passing them, they looked like the security that wandered the campus by their clothes, but something seemed off, like it wasnt just a regular patrol with the amount that passed them. She wondered were they were headed as she turned her head and gasped as she realized.

“Belial Morningstar. Come with us please,” a man said as a few more followed behind him, looking at the demon and human. Baal turned his head from Buffy as he started to frown, slowly letting her go despite not wanting to. He clenched his jaw as he glanced at Buffy. “It’ll be fine,” he assured her though his voice didnt seem too certain. He hadnt seen these men patrol the campus before. He sighed as one of them pulled out a set of handcuffs. Vanessa hurried to her feet as she ran to them at the sight of the silver restraints before she pushed her palms into the back of one man, “What the fuck is happening?” She asked kn a demanding tone. The man she pushed, grabbed her by the arm before shoving her back. “You can discuss that with your friend when he returns,” the man in the middle said. “No, I fucking asked you a question!” She demanded, the man’s otherwise neutral expression turning angry. “Dont make it harder for Mr. Morningstar.” He said in a calm tone despite his expression.

“We have a warrant for his arrest, if you have any questions, you can contact our company through the school’s secretery,” he said, the frown seemingly getting worse. Baal shook his head as he looked at the others, as heartfelt as it was that they were backing him up, this could possibly only make the situation worse, if not for him then them. He grabbed the card from Nana, thanking her with a nod before he felt Buffy’s squeeze. He looked into her eyes with sadness as he listened to her whisper, “I promise,” he said in a low tone. He leaned forward to kiss her forehead gently before he looked into her eyes one last time, shifting between the greens. He sighed as he unwillingly turned to the men, moving his hands out for them to constrain with the cuffs. He looked at Vanessa who was shaking her head with eyes filled with tears. She was ready to fight for him if needed be, they were like best friends. Instead she realized it was a lost cause, turning her eyes down as her shoulders trembled with anger. He followed the men, not sure what was going to happen, though he had a bad feeling.

He was taken the station and as soon as the case was presented, he grit his teeth as he listened to the officer speak. Of course it had something to do with his father, wasnt it always the main source of trouble in this damned family. He was pulled from his seat as the officer led him out, some odd apology leaving the man’s lips as he led him outside to some men who stood by a van. Baal frowned before he checked the cuffs around his hands, groaning as there was no way he could break out of them. He felt bad because he knew he should have told her, but he didnt want her to worry unecessarily. Now he thought he couldnt have given her a bigger worry and that hurt. “I want my phonecall,” he muttered in defeat, not sure if he would actually be getting one.

Vanessa knocked on the door to their room as she felt so restless. She couldnt focus on her classes and she refused to just sit down and wait. She couldnt do much, but she had to know if Buffy needed help... or at least someone to talk to. Lana came walking with Florence locked in her arm as she stopped next to Vanessa, “We’re here for the check up as well,” she said, her face oddly ridden of the smile that she had had earlier. She knew they couldnt intervene in the thing, in case their names were noted, but this they could help with. She looked at Florence, before looking back at Vanessa as she spoke, “I would have lost my mind if that was Flo, being taken away from me like that,”

As they got in, both Lana and Vanessa were surprised to see Buffy in the toilet. Lana gave Florence a look before they all listened to Nana. Vanessa nodded as she went to Buffy and placed her hand on her back, stroking it softly in small caresses. “Be safe Nana” Vanessa said in a worried tone before the demon walked off. Lana shook her head at Buffy’s words before she sighed, “You didnt get much of a choice, anything rash could have worsened the situation,” she said as she felt Florence’s kiss on her cheek. She watched the banshee be so caring and kind, she swore the girl should have been an angel with a heart like that. She nodded to her words. They had to stick together, that was what friends did. She was only worried about what was wrong with Buffy. “Please tell me that you and your asshole ex used protection,” she almost begged as she shifted between her eyes. She had seen many girls sitting by the toilet like Buffy after running a risk at some party with a guy they didnt know. Vanessa froze a little at Lana’s question, looking down as she kept quiet.

As the demon girl approached the car with a van pulling up. A man stepped out of the car before he corrected his suit, “Probably not. I’ve had my fun anyway,” he said with a smile as he flicked his fingers to make the men pull out the demon, who wasnt exactly in his best shape but he would manage. He pushed Baal towards the demon girl as he tilted his head, “If he keeps out of our business in the future, he might live to see his,” he said in all fair warning before pulling the keys to the cuffs that he threw on the ground. “Goodbye Belial,” he said in a cold tone before getting back into the car. Baal groaned with a pained expression as the car drove off before looking at Nana with a thankful yet pained smile, “Thank you,” he mumbled, some dried blood on his lip. “I guess I owe an explanation when we get back,” he said, gritting his teeth a little as a sharp pain passed through his stomach. “I’ll be fine. It’s nothing lethal,” he mumbled, struggling to keep his eyes open, though he knew he wouldnt die. He couldnt.

Vanessa looked up at Buffy at her words, her irises shaking as she felt so much anger in her at Buffy’s words. Of course the bastard was rotten through and through. She placed a hand on Buffy’s shoulder at her plea, looking at her with serious eyes, “Whatever you choose, I’ll be at your side,” she assured her, not knowing what Baal may say, but frankly in this very moment, she couldnt care less if it would end up making him angry - It wasnt about him. She wrapped her arms around Buffy, keeping her close as she stared at Florence and Lana for a bit. This was a mess. Lana sighed, rubbing her temples as she nodded at Florence’s words. “You dont have to keep it if you dont feel ready to. Hell, we’re all just kids,” she said as she shook her head. It wasnt the time to have pity, it wouldnt change the situation, “If you really are... pregnant... and you want to keep it. Then it’s your decision,” she said in a serious tone as she went for the door to go get the doctor. They couldnt conclude anything until the doctor had examined her, but it wasnt going to stop the worries.

The support from the men was alright, he wasnt going to be stubborn now in the condition he was in. He simply nodded at her words about needing neither his gratitude or explanation. Her addition made him frown as he looked at her, “I wont lose her,” he said in a rather stern tone as he looked at her in all seriousness. He had not gone through all this to just let Buffy slip through his fingers. No way, his heart wouldnt muster it. He was guided to the van before the men placed him inside, making him grit his teeth in pain. He wanted to curse and be angry at himself for having been so reckless but it wouldnt change anything.
He grabbed the mixture, not really sure what it was he was about to drink, but he just had to trust her. He drank it before he made a disgusted grimace that thankfully didnt last long. “Well thank you anyway,” he said in a tired tone as he leaned back and closed his eyes for a bit. He got a bit confused at Nana’s next words - What had she seen? He wanted to ask, but he probably wouldnt get an answer. He was thankful for the heads up at least, though he wasnt sure what to expect. He opened his eyes as she banged on the door, turning his eyes to look out the window. He wasnt going to poke around in whatever it was Nana had going, he just wanted to get back to Buffy. The drive seemed to take forever and he just felt restless without the human by his side, “I think I love her,” he mumbled, looking out the window of the car. He closed his eyes again with a sad expression, “No, I know I do,” he corrected himself in a whisper before he sighed deeply.
When they got to the academy, he just hurried out the van, wanting to get to her room as fast as he could, even though his body was aching and hurting. He still had some bruises on the sides of his face and the dried up blood, but the mixture seemed to have made most of the wounds disappear.

Lana looked ahead as Florence whispered in her ear, her jaw clenching as she nodded. Virgil couldnt get away with this and if it was up to Lana, he had to disappear to a place very far away from Buffy. She just stood by looking a bit down as the whole situation just sucked. Vanessa sat by Buffy’s side, holding her hand tightly as she looked at her, telling her over and over that it would be alright. That they were there for her no matter what, that she wouldnt ever be alone in this mess. A few tears ran down her cheeks but she still mustered a light smile, wanting to comfort her friend as much as she could. The door opened as the doctor seemed to be finishing up.

Baal looked at Nana as she grabbed his arm, frowning a little at her words as he shook his head, “Like I meant for this to happen,” he said a little more aggressively than he intended, but it was just the way she spoke to him that rubbed him wrong. Like he had been disregarding the other’s feelings with his actions. He stopped as he turned to her, shifting between her eyes with a very serious expression, “I respect your determination to keep your friends. But if you care for her, it’s better that you trust me, instead of believing that I’m out to break her heart. I’m not the enemy.” he clarified before he turned back to go towards their room. He wasnt going to let anything stand between Buffy and him, not even an overprotective friend. He entered the room and was rather confused to see the doctor, the hand over her stomach and his words. It felt like his heart had bursted in his chest and left a stinging everlasting pain. He just stood for a moment as everyone seemed to process the information. Vanessa just looked down with a zoned out look in her eyes, Lana angrier than ever. The doctor left, passing Baal who just stood with a neutral look in his eyes. Vanessa looked up as she swallowed, drying her eyes as she unwillingly let go of Buffy’s hand. “I’ll get you some food from the cantina. Let’s give them some time alone.” She said, eyeinf the rest before leaving. She just wanted to run to where the detention was held and cry in Ethan’s arms but she was going to make sure Buffy was fine.
Baal waited for everyone to leave, giving Nana an extra long look before closing the door. He turned to Buffy, before he exhaled deeply and walked over to her, taking a knee as he got to her eyelevel, touching her cheek gently. “Hey... look at me,” he begged, knowing his face wasnt probably looking it’s best, but he still wanted her to look at him and see that it was fine. “I’ll be honest with you. It’s not without pain, this situation. It hurts to know that it’s his child,” he admitted but he wouldnt pause his sentence at the mention of him, “... But that doesnt matter. It doesnt,” he assured her as he cupped her face. He wanted to say it. Those three words that the remains of his bursted heart yearned for him to utter, a clarification of what he felt for her. He shifted between her eyes as he sighed deeply, taking a moment to gather the courage. It was so soon, but he didnt care. “I’m in love with you Boadicea,” he said in a clear yet hushed tone as he dried her tears away from her cheeks with his thumbs.

Vanessa looked at Nana with surprise as she told her to go. She nodded before she just ran off, trying her best to keep her mask, but it was withered away. Lana watched Vanessa leave before she squeezed her girlfriend’s hands. She nodded at Nana’s words, sending Florence a look before she looked at Nana. “We wont ever let him near her ever again,” she just straight up said, her eyes cold as eyes. She wasnt really asking for a green light, she was just informing her, as she had made up her mind the moment Florence mentioned it.

He pressed her close as she fell to her knees, closing his eyes as he felt his jaw tremble, listening to her weep made him feel tears of his own roll down his cheeks. He didnt care that people said guys couldnt cry, he was too affected by his emotions to care about the standards of society. She started a trail of kisses and he was rather surprised as she eventually reached his mouth before she moved away. Her whisper made him feel like his broken heart had already started healing, just because of those three words. Their lips met again, like a seal over their confessions. He moved a hand behind her head as the other pulled her close, tears rolling down his cheeks as he just kept kissing her and kissing her, like he only lived because their lips were connected. He wasnt sure how long they kept kissing each other, he just knew he loved her and she loved him.
They were in bed and he knew this was where he had comforted her over and over when the world was against her. He ran his hand along her back as he kissed her hair whenever she whimpered, or just because he felt like it. Her words were a relief but in the end, he wasnt sure his heart could handle if he walked away. Maybe it would make everyone see him as naive, but he just felt like he couldnt let her go. “I cant tell you what to do, Buffy. I will be at your side no matter what. You wont be alone,” he promised her as he grabbed her hand to place a few kisses on her knuckles. He was calm now but he wasnt sure what he would do if he saw Virgil. He hadnt even heard about how she had gotten pregnant, but he felt like he didnt need to know. “Alright something else,” he said in a more cheery tone. He turned his head to the tray of food before he grabbed a bunch of grapes that he placed on his chest. He picked a grape before he inspected it. “Why does food taste like nothing for me, while you humans can make these blissful expressions at one bite?” He asked before he turned his eyes to look at Buffy. He lifted the grape up to her mouth rubbing it gently at her lower lip before pressing it just at gently into her mouth. His thumb lingered on her lower lip as he looked at her mouth for a bit with a mesmerized expression. He exhaled deeply, running his thumb off her lip as he looked up at her eyes. “Sorry,” he mumbled before he leaned down to place a soft kiss over her lips.

He smiled a little after their kiss, letting her climb on top of him as he twotched his eyebrows a little in surprise of how his body felt. Surely he had had sexual encounters with people, but it hadnt been love, it had been lust and curiosity for the most part. But feeling Buffy this close brought a new perspective to his lustful side. It didnt seem like his body was aching for his own pleasure, he wanted to make her feel good, to make her feel loved. He welcomed her lips with joy as his hands gently, slowly locked themselves around her hips. He pressed his chest a little up towards her as she moved against him, muffled groans caught behind his lips that were interwined with hers. He chuckled at her whisper, but his breath was trembling at the newly discovered longing he felt so strongly towards her. Her kisses made him close his eyes as he cowered a bit playfully before she moved away. He watched the strawberry as she placed it between her lips, sighing a little as he wasnt sure if she would get the result she wanted. But hell, she looked sexy doing it, so he couldnt complain. She pushed the berry into his mouth and he returned her kiss before he started chewing it. Hadnt it been that her saliva was mixed up with the berry, he wouldnt have tasted anything. He swallowed and smiled before shaking his head. “Tastes like nothing,” he confirmed with a few nods before he made a thoughtful expression. “But I discovered something else instead,” he said as he gently grabbed her shoulder before rolling them around, looking down at her as he made a soft snicker, feeling a little giddy. “My new favorite flavour,” he said as he placed his hand on her cheek to touch her lips like he had done after placing the grape. “It’s behind these soft gates,” he whispered before he looked into her eyes.
He felt himself long for her yet again, and as he realized he had been staring at her with fully blown bedroom eyes, which was out of place, he chuckled as he shook his head at himself. “I’m getting riled up from being this close to you,” he admitted as he leaned down to kiss her forehead before wrapping his arms around her close, ignoring his body’s yearning.

Her whisper made him freeze as he held his arms around her. Had his confession made her feel like he was going to act on his lust? He felt bad for making her feel that way, as it hadnt been hos intention at all. He had just found it funny, not seen it as some opportunity to tale advantage of her in such a way. He must have been caught up in his mind because he heard her second whisper and it felt like needles in hos heart. He pushed himself up as he looked at her, shifting between her eyes. “If it’s what you want, then it’s more than enough for me,” he said with a serious yet tender tone as he lifted an arm from the grasp he had around her, using his now free hand to move some hair from her face. “Just because you’re mine, doesnt give me the right to have my way with you. And I wouldnt want that anyway,” he said as he removed himself from her body, feeling angry at himself for making her feel that way.
He moved to sit on the edge of the bed, rubbing his face a little with his hands before he looked out into the room. “I’m sorry. I’m just a little annoyed with myself for making you feel like I only wanted that from you. I really dont,” He said with a frown as he looked down onto the floorboards.

When he felt her hand on his thigh, it was like his anger for himself worsened, great. Now he was making her comfort him as well. He felt like such a jerk, looking down as he heard her words. He could imagine how cruel Virgil could have been to her, but if he started pondering on it now, he would probably end up leaving to go find him and strangle the life out of him. He placed a hand over the back of hers as he gave it a soft squeeze. “You dont have to excuse the way you feel with reasons, how you feel is how you feel” he assured her with s sigh. Had Virgil been so demanding of her that she felt like she had to explain why she couldnt do such things? He felt the kiss on his shoulder, closing his eyes as her words painted a scenario that he didnt ever want to think of. He closed his eyes hard, unable to shake the horrible images out of his mind,  “Buffy, please,” he begged as he swallowed hard. “I dont even want to think about the what-ifs, it’s too painful,” he said in a low tone that sounded only slightly choked up. He opened his eyes and looked at her before he pulled her into his arms, keeping them around her in a safe embrace. “All I know is that it’s good I was there,” he mumbled, lifting his head to look into her eyes. He couldnt even begin to describe the hatred he felt for Virgil - But it was weird because he felt that he had been wrong in the past for disliking the guy, yet the hatred hadnt even sprung from that - Only from that night. He couldnt forget how her face looked as Virgil had grabbed her. “I wouldnt ever touch you if it meant that I’d see the face you made that night. It still haunts me just to think about,” he said, carefully touching the side of her face like she was something fragile before he removed his hand, “I’d never do that to you,” he emphasized, shifting between her eyes, his being rather serious yet gentle as he wasnt trying to scare or reject her.

He wanted to feel relieved as she said she knew, yet he felt like he still wanted to assure her, feeling her hands cup his face as her touch made him feel such a comfort. Despite the pain and the hurt he had in his heart, it was like every stroke was a new stitch to the cracks he swore he had in his beating heart. And no matter how many times the thought of Virgil seemed to tear in those cracks, it was like a simple touch from her overrided it completely.
He was taken back to their night on her bathroom floor as she spoke of it, yet for him it didnt seem like it had ended like a good night for either of them after all that had happened before the kiss. She didnt even have to remind him of what he had asked her to let him do. He remembered it so clearly, the moment of vulnerability that he felt as he had begged her to help him. She had let him, not as a lover but as a friend, that was what she said she had needed, so that was what he had been. But he wasnt sure what she meant with those other shards. Were there wounds in her heart that she hadnt told him of? Not that he could demand to know everything, he just didnt know how to feel.
Help him too? He seemed a little confused as she had seemed to divert the focus from herself to him. He didnt know what to say really. He sighed as she touched his black marks, closing his eyes for a bit. “My troubles are merely anything,” he said, disregarding whatever he felt completely, despite it not being the wisest thing to do. He placed a hand over hers, knowing that she wouldnt let it go. “We can focus on them when we’ve dealt with... you know..” he said, sighing a little as he wasnt sure what to call it. Calling it troubles would just make it seem like it bothered him and he wasnt sure what else it could be called. His phone started buzzing and he exhaled in a tired manner as he pulled it out to see who was calling. When he saw that it was his mother, he just picked up with no hesitation. But it wasnt his mother who was talking on the other phone, yet he sat quietly to listen, by the sound of the male voice, it didnt sound like it was something good. He eventually thanked the man for the call before hanging up with his eyes drained from emotion. He just wrapped his arm back around Buffy, closing his eyes as he inhaled her scent to calm himself down. “I dont want to talk about it... right now” he mumbled before she could ask, “Just hold me close for a while,” he said in a plea, taking a few calming breaths, inhaling her scent.

She didnt even have to pull that hard as he just instinctively moved with her, his arms close her as he seemed to just focus on feeling her in every sense to calm his troubled mind. His eyes were closed, which was probably a good thing as her comforting words seemed to strike a vulnerable spot in him. He could feel his eyes water under his lids, tugging her closer like he was scared, without the words to explain how or why. He finally sobbed, rather quietly as she said she loved him, feeling his shoulders shake from the emotion. But he still refused to cry, he didnt want to weep over something he couldnt control. “I want to know that you’ll love me forever,” he whispered quietly, holding his ear close to her heart. “I need to know...” he added in a somber whisper. God how he just wanted to forget the world and just be with her, not have to care about anything or anyone else than her. That was what he wanted in this moment.