Falling Doesn't Feel So Bad (Tartaglia x Reader)

Chapter 22

Y/N didn't know how long she had been walking.

She found herself sitting between two of the roots of the massive tree at Windrise. This was where she had gotten her vision all those years ago.

Finally the sobs came, wracking her body. How could she go from thinking she harbored feelings of hate to feelings of love? She was finally ready to accept it, but then she sees that? Fuck no. Maybe it wasn't meant to happen.

It still hurt.

Slowly the poor girls sniffles began to die down, and the hiccups followed. She began to wipe her tears away, then she heard a twig snap. Y/N shot up, immediately prepared for an attack.

"No. I don't want to see you right now. Go back to her."

She gritted her teeth at the sight of him. All the anguish and sadness now buried, she was furious, even though deep down she had no right to be.

"She meant nothing Y/N. Of all the fucking times you choose to come and finally fucking talk to me."

"You've got to be fucking kidding me right? 'Tell me you felt nothing'. That's what you said, and me, like the fucking fool I am realized that I did feel something for you, Ajax. Finally I realized it, but you go ahead and do that? Clearly it meant fuck all to you, was I just another cheap fuck for you?" Y/N jabbed Tartaglia in the chest, making him take a few steps backwards. The man's mouth was agape slightly. Did she really think that she meant nothing to him?

"Do you realize how long I spent waiting for you? I never once pressured you into kissing me. The other day when you begged me to kiss you was when I finally thought you had come to terms with your fucking feelings. Then you wake up the next morning and freak the fuck out. You just upped and left, you didn't even want to talk. I just needed to try and get you out of my fucking head. I'm so sick of you being on my brain when I know you feel the same and you just feel guilty. Your parents are gone Y/N, I know no matter how many times I apologize I can't fix what I've done, but I know they'd want you to do what makes you happy."

The Harbinger ran an anxious hand through his hair. The man hated how Y/N made him feel. She was the only one other than his family that he had ever cared for. It frustrated him that she kept pulling herself away from him, just because she felt guilty for her feelings towards him.

"Fine then, I like you. Want me to say it again? Huh? I fucking like you, you asshole. I like the guy who murdered my fucking parents! Hahahaha isn't that so funny! Is that what you wanted to hear Ajax? Is that good enough for you?"

Tartaglia's eyes became soft and he took a step towards Y/N.

That was all he ever wanted to hear.

"I've been waiting to hear that for so long Y/N." He smiled softly down at her.

He brought his hand up to Y/N's face and wiped away the stray tears slowly running down her cheeks. Her heart was beating so fast and she felt angry, guilty and relieved all at the same time.

"Y/N.." Tartaglia whispered softly, slowly bending down until his breath was gently fanning her nose.

"Please Ajax...kiss me. Show me I'm not making a mistake here."

The Harbinger did just that. He placed his surprisingly soft hands on Y/N's cheek and closed the distance between them.

The Anemogranas dimly lit Windrise as they silently flew around. The water was trickling softly in the background and a light breeze made the leaves rustle gently. It was a clear night, with the stars lighting up the sky.

The two pulled apart from each other, both lips were slightly pink and a rose hue dusted their cheeks.

"If you'll let me, I'll prove to you that you're not making a mistake."