Clouis and Violetine ONE-SHOTS 💅

Under the stars, We dance - Violetine

Summary: Violet has a dance with Clementine in the night.

Words: 1533

"Vi?"

Violet reluctantly opened her eyes, she just wanted to rest. "Yes?" She quietly muttered. The room was so quiet that it didn't matter how soft she whispered, Tenn could still hear her.

"You've been kind of quiet." Tenn mentioned, going to sit by Violet that was laying on her bed. "Are you ok?"

Violet sat there for a moment, looking up at the glow-in-the dark stars that Minerva had placed over their bed. Tears filled her water line as she blinked, the overfilled liquid spilled. She silently cried. Tenn quivered his lip. He curled into a ball and layed next to Violet, they both cried silently, no more words said between the two as they grieved the twins death.

Now, Violet's room was covered in decorations that weren't Minerva's, but Clementines. Filled to the brim with weird skulls or nostalgic items. And as she was sleepless in her night, because Clementine wasn't by her side, and when she thought back to that moment, it didn't hurt her. Minerva had no effect on her anymore, she had proven to be someone else, someone evil. And poor Tenn....she basically dragged him down with her into her psychotic world.

Still, the past was the past and she was forgetting it quite quickly, as Clementine and her got closer in their relationship. There were countless nights where now older AJ decided to just sleep in a different room, because the couple stood up all night, just talking. Their conversations were what Violet loved the most. Clementine was a book just ready to be opened, and when she opened up, Violet was basically listening to a world unlike her own, even though the world they lived in was the same. Clementine's life was completely different from hers. It was refreshing.

When she saw Clementine's scars, and how hurt she looked when she talked about them, Violet wanted to crawl inside her aura and just make her forget about it, kind of like an overpowered empath. Clementine felt the same. Violet's world was a lot brighter than hers, yet Clementine still found a way to understand her pain. Violet's home life wasn't great back then. Especially compared to Clementine's life that consisted of two loving parents with stable jobs.

Violet sighed, turning on her side. It was the middle of the night, and Violet constantly scolded herself for getting too attached to Clementine, so attached that if she was not in the same bed as her, sleep wasn't even considered. Clementine was on look-out, and it was hell for her as well. Winter was about to start. After about 4 winters with each other, the couple considered it their favorite season. These nights would prove to be the best cuddle sessions of all. Yet, here they were, apart from each other.

Violet grumbled, watching AJ from the other side of the room. He also had the same problem, so he was drawing to pass the time. Violet got out of bed. "Where are you going?" AJ asked. Violet glazed around the room, looking for an answer without it really being awkward. She didn't know, but she was going to do something. Something that would pass the time.

"Out I guess." She finally responded.

"Louis is asleep. I already tried waking him up so we can play piano but he threw a pillow at me."

"Uh--Ok?" Violet said, shrugging her shoulders. "Why?"

"Well I'd figure you try and hang out with him."

"Nah." Violet chuckled. "I know how deep into sleep he gets. The last thing you want to do is wake him up. You got it easy kid." Violet shuddered at the memory of her trying to wake him up, that was the scariest glare she had gotten from anybody. Even Clementine.

"Ok...don't go out of the school. It's dark out and Clem will worry."

Violet smiled sweetly. "Of course buddy."