One-Shots // Book Compilation

• Simon x Baz •

TITLE: Court Hearing
WORDS: 1,865
COMPLETED: 7/4/21
UNIVERSE: Carry On // Rainbow Rowell

Baz Grimm-Pitch had absolutely no idea what was going on. The Coven had summoned all of its members, explaining briefly that there was going to be a court trial. But why did this trial even matter? Baz had nothing to do with any of this. He shouldn't be here. He should be back at Watford with his boyfriend, Simon Snow. But no. Instead, Aunt Fiona dragged him here to deal with this court hearing that he knew nothing about. No one knew what it was about.

Baz took a seat next to Fiona, who had been recently converted while on a mission. Even though Baz had been a vampire longer, Fiona was kept more in the loop of knowledge than he was. Still, it was rather strange sitting with all the other vampires of this Coven, yet not a single one of them knowing why.

When the judge walked out, the room immediately silenced. Curiosity gnawed at each one of them, wanting more information. The judge used his wand, casting a charm that allowed it to be used like a microphone.

"Good evening. I'm sure you all have rather important places to be, but this trial is a rather particular one. With me, I have a human. But this human was caught with anti-vampire possessions while also holding both an intimate and sexual relationship with a vampire," The judge explained as Baz and Fiona shared a confused look. Why did this matter?

"We believe that this might be a new uprising. Humans drawing in vampires with the intention of making them fall in love, then killing them," The judge added as whispers spread throughout the crowd. Suddenly, understanding and dread began filling Baz.

"And here is the human. The question is, what do we do with him?" The judge announced. As soon as the boy was pushed out into the room, Baz inhaled a sharp breath. Fuck.

The once beautiful blonde curls were now matted and had blood caked into them. Meanwhile the blue eyes were fighting to remain open, somehow managing not to seal shut from the swelling of the large gash on his cheek. The boy also had no shirt on, exposing pale skin against ribs; blood and bruises coated the once flawless skin. Large red wings spread out from his back, tied together with ropes, rendering them useless; meanwhile cuts and slices had been made against the leathery flesh.

But this wasn't just a boy. It was Baz's boy. It was Baz's chosen one. It was the one and only Simon Snow.

"Fuck..." Baz whispered, Fiona immediately understanding who this boy was. She looked over at Baz with wide eyes, blinking at him for a moment before assessing what he thought of it.

"My brothers and sisters, what shall we do with him?" The judge questioned as jeers and shouts erupted instantaneously. Baz was yet to look away from Simon, almost as if he was physically unable to.

"Let us change him!"

"Allow us to drink, brother!"

"Rip his limbs off!"

Simon was blinking rather slowly, his blue eyes scanning the crowd in a slow and cautious manner. When he located Baz, they locked into unbreakable eye contact. Simon's eyes pleaded for help while Baz's expressed reassurance. Simon proceeded to close his eyes and barely nod, but Baz caught it; Simon had faith in him.

"Before we decide that, which one of our sisters has been seeing this human?" The judge question. The blatant assumption almost made Baz laugh; somehow, Simon lacked that restraint.

"What's so funny?" The judge demanded, looking at Simon with a disgusted expression. Simon smirked, turning his attention towards the judge.

"Nothing. I just... You're really an assumptious asshole, aren't you?" Simon asked as there was a loud snapping sound, a new laceration forming on Simon's ribs, blood trailing down his skin. Baz had to find every single ounce of restraint to keep himself seated.