★ paris / songfic ★

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this song is by the Chainsmokers, and I would add a video up above but it kinda ruins the quality of the vid—
anyways I love this song and it has some great potential for angst.

Italicized is the song lyrics.
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We were staying in Paris
To get away from your parents

Hunter was ... surprised, to say the least. You were providing him a safe place to stay, on the run from the coven.

His wanted posters were up everywhere, and they had the top detectives on the case.

It was only a matter of time before the temporary safety net was cut.

And I thought: "Wow, if I could take this in a shot right now
I don't think that we could work this out"

You knew that, soon you would be petrified, likely for crimes you never did. However, you decided to keep Hunter in blissful ignorance, because you didn't want to burden him anymore than you already had.

He was already hurt enough, about his palisman getting killed by Belos, and knowing you were basically on death row would break him.

Out on the terrace
I don't know if it's fair

Looking down at your lap, you chuckled sadly. Lured him to sleep using sleeping nettles, Hunter had decided your lap was a good pillow.

Small moments like these are what you'll treasure when you about to be stone.

But I thought: "How could I let you fall by yourself
While I'm wasted with someone else?"

Maybe he'll find someone new, once you're gone. You hoped so, you didn't want grief to overtake him to the point of death.

You gently patted his hair, a small, sad smile creeping on your face.

If we go down, then we go down together

The knocking started. It was loud enough to wake Hunter up, and he looked up at you in alarm.

"Y/n, don't." He tried reasoning with you as you pushed him off of your lap and approached the door, ready to open it.

They'll say you could do anything
They'll say that I was clever

Unlocking the door and hearing the click, you opened it to weapons pointed at you. On top of an abomination, stood Kikimora.

"Hello, Mx. L/n. I believe you have something of the Emperor's?" A malicious tone shrouded the demons' voice, cruelty evident.

What you were unable to ignore, was how Kikimora referred to Hunter as a ' thing '.

"He has a name." You snarled, summoning a fireball. "And he won't be a burnt crisp, unlike you." 

If we go down, then we go down together

You shot the fireball, and kikimora jumped from the abomination. Behind you, you could hear Hunter fumbling around with something. You were confused on what until a red beam shot past you and hit the Captain.

We'll get away with everything
Let's show them we are better

Hunter grabbed your arm and teleported you out of your house, to a tree nearby that provided thick enough branches for you to to fit on.

He held his old staff in one hand, the one with artificial magic, and used it to practically pin you against the tree trunk, sliding it behind your back and placing his arms on either side of you, clutching the staff.

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