Where She Belongs

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A/n: Sol is Solarius' nickname.

Oh, Feitan tho-😳✋
He's one of my favs~ ꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡

The out for for the York New Arc:

Colours will be placed under variable. These clothes only come into play later, lol. I'll signal it~

Y/n's POV

Solarius and I stayed in a hotel together, during the couple weeks before the York New Auction.

"Solarius, we're going to be heading out tomorrow, so I need to go gift shopping! Can you watch Pretzel for me?"

He smiled and nodded.

"Sure, don't be back too late."

I nodded and walked through the door, the sun hitting my face.

"I wonder how they've been?"

~~~

I walked out of the store with my gifts.

I didn't know what to get them, so I just bought a whole bunch of cakes....

I stored it in my mind space with icicles so they wouldn't go bad too quickly.

"Sol, you ready to go?"

He chuckled and pat my head.

"I'm ready whenever you are."

~~~

"...so this is what humans call a city, huh?"

I chuckled at Sol's mumbling, Pretzel chirping along with the bustling movements and noises.

"Why don't we go and find the others? I'm sure they'd love to meet you, Sol!" I stated, sending him a bright closed eye smile.

Pink hue dusted itself onto his cheeks as he averted his gaze.

"Sure..."

So the three of us walked along the streets and stalls together.

"This is taking so long..." I complained, the excitement pitching down.

"Hm, then why don't we split up? I'm sure you can handle yourself?" The smirk on the blonde's face faltered, remembering the way I cried out of shock.

I scoffed, a pout forming on my face, which seemed to amuse him...

"Of course I'll be fine, Sol, go go go!!"

He searched the west side and I searched the east side.

~~~

I sighed miserably as I roamed around aimlessly for hours. All the walking and trying to avoid rushing people without the chance to sit or eat in this damned district has been gnawing at me.