SULLY'S MUSICAL GRIAN ONESHOTS!! ✨

✨ BEGIN AGAIN ✨ [ Scarian ]

Artist : Taylor Swift, Red ( Taylor's Version )

PSA : i lost some of my teeth after reading this much fluff.

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Grian took a long look in the mirror, adjusting his bright red sweater & his circle-rim glasses. He can't think of anything else to delay his 'date', so he gives up and grabs the dark leather book bag sitting on a nearby chair. That bag had been with him through everything, something even Sam couldn't take from him..

No. Fuck Sam. Grian spread his wings out, keeping them less tucked in than normal. Just a way to spite the ghost of his past that haunted him at every dark turn. Grian exits the house, taking a deep breath and starting his normal walk through the park.

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Music hummed through Scar's headphones as he walked to the local cat café. Excitement filled him; after his cherished pet's death (o7 Jellie, Rest in Peace Queen.), things had started to take a bad turn. But it's ok, he feels much better now, after connecting with a local art group nicknamed The Hermits.

Now, he was going on his first date in, well, forever. It was quite anxiety-inducing, being in-love after only recently having your Pan awakening.

But this guy was different. Scar could just tell. With that, he'd made it to the Café about twenty minutes early. Perfect. Taking his earbuds out, he settled at a table and started interacting with the cats. They'd covered him in seconds.

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Ok. Grian, you're fine. Everything's fine. He wouldn't be... like that. Taking another deep breath, Grian opened the blue, mostly glass door, and glanced around the area before his eyes settled on Scar. Currently, Scar was chuckling that perfect chuckle and attempting to play with a cat, whilst one sat on his lap and another seemed content on his head.

Grinning, the avian walked up to Scar before saying, " Your really... in-cat-pacitated here, aren't ya?" 

He didn't expect Scar to burst out laughing, filling the rather quiet café. Grian sat down across from him, watching silently as Scar started talking & talking. He talked about what movies his family watches at Christmas, always filling the room with so much bubbly laughter.

Grian listen intently, his heart feeling .. fuzzy. It fluttered in his chest. He'd missed this feeling, after everything had gone so wrong. For once, even the shadow of Sam couldn't affect him. Scar kept talking, sparing Grian an adoring glance whenever he chimed in with a short joke.

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And so they sat, talking, laughing, until late evening when the Café closed.  Scar offered to walk Grian home, and he agreed. Off they went, through the darkened park.

And Grian wasn't scared of the shadows.

For once, Grian thinks that things are finally going his way.

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IM SORRY ITS SO SHORT IM BETTER AT WRITING ANGST... but still :) 

this actually warmed my heart ,.

IM A SUCKER FOR TAYLOR SWIFT SONGS & SCARIAN IG XD