Gwynriel Fan Fiction

Chapter 5 - Does it Really Matter?

Over the last few months, Azriel and Gwyn had grown close to each other. So close, that now they were literally roommates. Gwyn had been living with Azriel in his room since 2 months now, and they enjoyed each other's company.

Even the Valkyries had grown. There were three legions of 100 valkyries each.

This was mainly due to the reason, that even before these months, Gwyn had been sleeping with Azriel. Because they had made this a routine, that whenever she had a nightmare, she would knock on his door. Neither would say anything.

Gwyn would just come in, lie on his bed along with him, and hold his hand. No one spoke anything as during these moments, silence was Gwyn's best friend.

But the cause wasn't just her nightmares. Some weeks later she simply came in Azriel's room for a sleepover, or just because she couldn't sleep. This was like 3 nights in a week. One day, Gwyn had forgotten her night suit in her room in the library :

"ughhh" Gwyn groaned while lying on Azriel's bed and Azriel chuckled. He put down his book and moved from his couch to sit on the edge of her-their bed.Azriel smiled and asked, "What happened now Berdara? Don't like the book?"

Gwyn had really weird positions while reading, sometimes with her legs on the floor at the back of the bed, sometimes reading while lying down, sometimes reading with her head dangling from the edge of the bed and her feet on the bed.

"Well no, the book is actually very good. It's just that-I forgot my night suit"
And as soon as she said this, Azriel chuckled, a sound that had become quite common,

"Well that's the third time this week Berdara, you really need to jog up that memory" He said and Gwyn got up, her hair a mess. And instinctively Azriel started playing with her hair, something that was a muscle memory, other times just to annoy her.

He started playing with her hair even more, now just to annoy her and Gwyn huffed and put down his hands with her own. He didn't fail to notice that her hand was on his, but at this moment, he didn't care.

Gwyn rolled her eyes and got off the bed. She was just gonna leave when an idea hit Azriel, "Why don't you move in with me?" And Gwyn froze in her tracks. She then turned around, and looked at him with an eyebrow raised, asking to explain further.

"Well you already stay here most nights of the week, why not move in?", "Cause then we'd be seeing each other all the damn time and we'd get bored of each other" Azriel then got up dramatically, bowed, took her hand in his and said.

"Gwyneth Berdara, I, Azriel, the spymaster of the night court, assure you, that I will never get bored of you, and that, is a promise," "And what if you do get bored shadowsinger?" "Then I assure you, you can do whatever you please with me" Azriel said, as a joke.

But apparantly Gwyn had gotten clever in the last few months, so she proudly shook his hand, and said, "Alright shadowsinger, it's a bargain". And Gwyn could've sworn she saw Azriel smile after he muttered "fuck" under his breath.

And that was that, now they were roommates, according to Gwyn. But for Azriel, they had grown to be much much more. He knew, he knew what his shadows told him everyday, and he knew, he knew what was happening. He was slowly falling in love with her, and there was not a damn thing in the world, that could stop him from falling in love with her.

And that was what worried him, that he was gonna fall in love with her, maybe he had already fallen, but he was scared that he won't do anything about it, and just keep pining after her for another 500 years.