"It was night when you died, my firefly..."
y/n, a talented artist who has a bearing load of misfortune and expectations that weigh in her life. Eren Jeager, a son from a well know, genius doctor, having high anticipation engraved in him. As they fi...
chapter is inspired by, someone to stay - Vancouver sleep clinic
[playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1dHNB6EQMpgunnM4KoSgbU?si=OCij0x9jRKSbYyo_i0M1gA] if you can't find it my Spotify is blastkiss and the playlist is called firefly
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The tip of your brush drenched with the scarlet like color, filling the blank canvas. Your focused eyes scrunch as you try not to mess up your clean outline. The slight scent of oil entered your nostrils. You heard the small drop lets of water in the background as you're lost in your world.
The saturated color looks so radiant in the sunset, you thought. A smile creeped up on your face as you stepped back, admiring your panting, it was a painting of a boy with no face yet and a firefly. Before you could go back to painting a loud slam occurred to your right.
You glanced as you tilted your head to the side, meeting red puffy eyes. You sighed with a frown.
"What's wrong Eren?" you asked as you saw the tall, brunette hair boy with emerald color eyes stare at you, like a lost puppy.
The boy named Eren walked towards you, getting a chair and placing it right besides you. He laid his head down on your shoulder as you gently caressed his back, it was a comfort for him.
"The same thing like always y/n" he grumpily mumbled. Eren nuzzled in your neck, taking in your scent of lavender. You softly smiled before nodding in reassurance.
No words were needed to comfort Eren, just your presence. That's how yours and Eren's relationship worked. It was an indescribable relationship that only you and Eren knew about. But it wasn't always like that.
Flashback
"What the hell is this!" A scream escaped an older man's voice. "Y/n! You're a prodigy, so what the hell is this piece of trash!!" The man yells as his eyebrows furrow in anger. He pointed his finger in the air furiously.
Your lip quivers. You began to anxiously pick at your fingers as you hear the man scream in disappointment. You blink your tears away as you stare at the floor, not daring to look up.
Everything felt empty, the screams became muffled. Your eyes became emotionless, unable to feel anything else.
From the corner of your eye you see a quick figure move towards your superior. Every sound went quiet. You tiredly looked up, meeting the man who was screaming at you, but was now on the floor with a bloody nose.
Your eyes widen. You quickly looked at the figure. It was a younger boy. Your eyes met his fist, that was slightly covered in the man's blood.
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