Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

My Hero (Part 6)

Aris’s P.O.V

When I woke up she was still cuddled to my chest. Glancing down, I saw her tear streaked face as the sun just barely shone through her window, almost in her eyes.

Kissing her temple, I pulled her a little closer, keeping my hand behind her head as I pulled the covers over us a little more so it wouldn't wake her up. I protected her from the sun waking her up the way I wished I could protect her from herself. What she feels, the way she's so unfair to herself, the way she doesn't think she’s doing enough, that sucks. It sucks because she does more than I’ve seen anyone do, goes further than anyone should. Time and time again she does the most dangerous things for that chance of getting everyone out. She was strong like that, selfless and kind. Quick witted and agile. Sweet and beautiful. To me, she was nothing short of perfect. No matter how impulsive she could be or how outlandish her thoughts were, she was incredible.

“I don't know what we are right now, but I’ll always love you. You will always be enough in my eyes and you should be in everyone's. Even your own,”I whispered, tracing hearts through her shirt on her back, “You will be my everything until I die. Even if I’m not yours. So hold on. Hang on a little longer. We’ll get out, but you have to wait. We’ll be free one day.”

“Aris?”She asked as I went silent, opening her eyes and looking up at me.

“Hi, lovely. Hi,”I hesitantly greeted.

“Hi, beautiful boy. Hi,”She said back, letting me know that we were okay. Sort of. Mentally, she wasn't doing that good. Us, we were alright.

“I love you,”I told her the way I do every morning.

“I love you too,”She smiled. Cupping her face, I wiped her dried tears with my thumbs. “I do love you. I just want to love you somewhere else. Somewhere I know I don't have to worry about losing you in a Maze. Somewhere that doesn't trap us in one place. Somewhere where I can hold your hand whenever I want.”

“We will. We’ll get out,”I promised.

“I’m holding you to that,”She warned.

“Hold me to whatever you want. I’ll never lie to you.”

“Do you really like it here?”She asked.

“I like the way I know we're safe as long as we're out here. I want more, but I’m scared of what it is. I do want to spin you around in the rain. I do want to see you be happy when you wake up. I do want to see you feel good about who you are. I do want to kiss you where I know we're alone.”

“And you promise we’ll get it? Promise promise?”She asked, holding out her pinkie.

“Promise promise,”I swore, hooking mine around hers. With her smile reaching her eyes, she only got prettier. There's something about her being happy that means everything. “Can you do one thing though?”

“Maybe. What is it?”

“Be careful out there. Look out for yourself and come back to me. Come back to me when morning comes.”

“I will always find my way back to you.”