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Demetri Volturi | Worth A Thousand Words (II)

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🍷DEMETRI VOLTURI X HUMAN MATE IMAGINE🍷

After Demetri had stumbled into your world, a war-torn, alternative version of London, the two of you had hidden out from the air raids together in a shelter for the night. That next morning, Demetri had begged you to come back to Italy with him... But you told him no. So what happens now, and why can't you leave? And will the others in Volterra discover Demetri's secret...?

• angst; fluff; language; mention of death

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🖼READER'S POV 🖼

"Demetri... I'm... I'm not sure I should leave." you whisper. He looks crestfallen upon hearing your words, his eyes growing somber as he gazes down at you. "Sweetness, why...? It's not even remotely safe for you to be here any longer... You do know that, don't you?" he says softly. He's right, you do know that, but it doesn't matter. London was still your home, even if there was practically next to nothing left of it.

Swallowing hard, you stare up at Demetri, silently imploring him to try and understand. "I would feel... Guilty. Like I'm leaving them all behind to die. It's not right." you whisper, your voice trembling a little. Demetri's eyes well up with tears, and you can see him struggling to keep his composure. "Y/N... At some point you have to let go and start looking out for yourself, sweetheart. You can't save everyone, no matter how badly you want to..." he whispers, his voice hoarse with emotion.

Deep down, you know he's right, but you can't help the way you feel. "I have to try, Demetri. It wouldn't be a kind fate to leave them all at the mercy of these people." you murmur. With a sigh, Demetri pulls you towards him, wrapping his arms around you in a comforting embrace. "Y/N, you... You've got such a big heart for a human, I honestly don't know how you do it. Is there nothing at all that I can say, that would convince you to come back home with me?" he says quietly.

You shake your head, your teeth digging into your bottom lip a little bit as you rest your head on his chest. "No. At least not right now. I need to stay behind, there's too much damage that needs to be fixed." you mumble, the words coming out a little muffled. Demetri doesn't say anything for a few minutes, and you're almost worried that you've offended him. But when you glance up at him, he's got a thoughtful look on his face.

"Mia amore... If... If you are to stay here, I suggest you keep my cloak with you, to stay warm. The cold nights here in London can be brutal. Not only that, but... I want you to at least have a memento of myself, if we by chance are not able to cross paths again." he murmurs. You nod, hugging the soft fabric closer to yourself, breathing in the alluring scent embedded within it.

"Won't you miss it?" you suddenly ask, the idea coming to you out of nowhere. Demetri shrugs, a wry smile on his face. "What's one cloak? I have others at home. You need it more than I do, sweetness." he answers with a wink. You can feel your cheeks heat in a blush, and he smirks when he sees it. "Clever girl, though. Now then. Is there any way for me to actually get back home from here?" he says.

You shrug, pointing at the pond from earlier. "I'd say try the same way you came? Maybe it only works for you, or for certain people or objects, I haven't the slightest." you muse aloud. He nods, taking you by the hand and leading you towards the pond. When you two reach the edge of it, he stops and turns to face you one last time.

"Y/N. I do hope you know that this isn't goodbye. I... I will do my damnedest to try and see you again." he says, his voice catching on the last word. You swallow hard, your throat thick with emotion. "Good, I hate goodbyes..." you murmur, trying not to cry. He sighs, the noise coming out all shaky, as he leans forward to place the softest of kisses on your forehead. "Stay safe, sweet girl. Until we meet again..." he says softly, before pulling away.