𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: you hadn't been able to see much of laurance since he had taken on more night shifts for guard duty. you both missed each other's company, so he promised to come get you after his shift to spend a night with you.
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: fluff, it's established you and laurance are lovers (canon), headcanon lore on laurance and ungrth? constellations based on mcd lore
𝐂𝐖: none
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you had been anticipating seeing him all day, barely able to contain yourself once he came into view. sleepy eyes light up when his gaze lands on yours.
"darling, it's too cold out here," he sighs, his steps quickening when he realizes you're standing outside of your doorway. "you'll get sick."
your hands wrapped around your arms, the thin dress you wore not enough to shield you from the chilled night air of phoenix drop. quickly, he unclasped his cape from his armor, draping the thick material around your shoulders.
"i'm fine." you insist, leaning forward to wrap your arms around his broad, armor-clad shoulders. "besides... i couldn't wait to see you."
he sighs again, weakly giving in to your argument as he leaned in and buried his nose in your hair.
"i'll change first, and then we'll go."
he takes your arm in his as the two of you walk to his home, letting him change out of his clunky armor into a soft linen shirt and pants. before you could turn for the door, he grasps out onto your arm, pulling you forward and securing a thick cloak around your shoulders. after he deemed he had fused enough over your warmth and comfort, he places a fleeting kiss to your forehead. soon enough the both of you are walking side by side through the moonlit streets, hands laced together.
he had told you he had a spot in mind, a place he had gone to a few times before to clear his head. as you passed through the front gates laurance pulled you closer to him and scanned along the tree line, something that was probably an instinctual habit as a guard. his hand gently held your own, securing you against him when you passed over ditches and roots along the forest floor.
for now, the two of you didn't say anything, only listening to the faint bristling of the breeze through the tree leaves, the soft footfalls of your steps, and the distant noise of night critters. finally, the two of you come upon a clearing, the trees breaking their cover from the moon and revealing the clear, constellation-filled sky.
soft white light reflected down onto the grass and beautiful white flowers that sprouted around the small field. laurance doesn't release your hand, his rough hand engulfing yours as he guides you to the center of the clearing. you both lay back into the soft flora beneath you, gazing up at the twinkling lights above.
"i used to do this back in meteli."
you lightly hum in response, squeezing his hand.
"when i was a kid, too. it's how i met ungrth." you look over to see him staring up at the stars with a wistful look on his face. "i stupidly wandered too far one night and got lost. i was upset at something that happened at the orphanage."
"good thing you met him."
"yeah," he lets out a quiet chuckle. "if i had entered the territory of another wyvern, it wouldn't have ended so well. a scrawny kid like me would've been easy pickings."
"he used to point out constellations," he continued, leaning closer to you as his free hand points up to a string of stars. "that's the matron, see how it looks like a praying maiden?"
you nod. "was it named after irene?"
he nods, looking at you briefly with a small smile before he shifts his hand over to the left.
"that one over there is the protector, it looks like a knight with his shield. and above it is the wanderer."
you watch him trace out different constellations, both ones that he was taught and others he has made up for fun as a child.
"it's beautiful." you breathe.
"yeah." laurance softly replies.
you turn to see his gaze already fixed on you, gray-blue irises darting around the features on your face. he lifts his rough and scarred hand—proof of his hard training with no gloves—and brushes away loose strands of hair that have fallen in front of your face.
blood rushes to the surface of your skin, heating your cheeks as his fingers tenderly brush against the side of your face and trail down to your jaw. his thumb lightly traces over your lips, his eyelids heavy.
"the most beautiful thing i've ever seen."
he gets up on his elbow, body shifting to lean over you. your eyes flutter shut as his lips ghost yours, breath stuttering in anticipation.
you wait a moment. then another.
"may i?" he whispers.
you grab the sides of his face with your hands, patience running out as you tug him down against you. slightly chapped lips clash into yours, not hesitating for a moment as they quickly mold against the shape of your own. he continues to gently caress your face, his touch stealing your breath away as his fingers trail down to your waist. his hand slides underneath you and lifts you closer to him, as if he couldn't stand having any distance between the two of you.
"beautiful." he whispered.
the kiss breaks, allowing you to finally catch your breath. his forehead rests against yours, your breaths mingling as he leans down to steal another chaste kiss.
slowly, he parts from you, looking down at you as he rests on his elbows. his eyes drift to something above your head, and he reaches out to pluck it from the ground. one of the clearing's white flowers comes into view, as he spins the stern in his fingers, observing the soft petals closely.
"all of the stars in the sky and any flower i pick couldn't compare." he whispers, tucking the sweet-smelling blossom behind your ear.
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𝐀/𝐍: idk how i feel about how i wrote this one, hopefully you still like it! idk i love the prompt but i feel like my brain was scattered writing it (also guys writing kiss scenes is hard btw)
