At the time, I cowered together in that dark, gloomy corner. My eyes drew to the ground. The cold tiles left little to no warmth on my hands.
Tears at the verge of my eyes, daring to run down and wet my cheeks. They ran slow as blood might trickle from my old wounds. Those which I'd have to work through now. My emotionally overwhelmed state was messed up enough. I didn't want to face it now. Not after I stormed out on the others. It was enough.
Even after minutes passed, he didn't come. I was glad he didn't, I suppressed the sobs that emerged from my throat.
"Fuck" I mumbled, between the chocking sobs. I caught myself in hic ups. As every little sound I made in my sorrow drowned out everything else, I hadn't taken a note of Sucrose, who came after me. I looked towards her, teary-eyed, but sent her away.
Then, after a whole while, Venti came. He sat there in silence with me. Just the way I preferred it, his hand instinctively reached out, but, in my panicked, overwhelmed state I stiffened and backed off.
"I'll be fine," I said, trying my best not to choke the words out between heavy sobs. I failed it at it, but I tried anyway.
"I'll be down the hall, if you need me." he whispered, the quiet in his voice shattered my heart, I felt my chest tighten. As though a lace slowly cut off my air.
"Y/n, hey, look at me," he heaved a breath and sat down. If he felt as much as panic, I didn't recognize it at that moment. His emerald green eyes were calm as the forests leaves swinging in the rhythm of the gentle moving wind.
He made sure not to touch me. I liked the sentinent.
Short process.
In my teary sight, I watched him carefully as he sat opposite to me and looked right into my eyes. His hand motioned to breathe in deeply and out.
"Focus on me and my breathing pattern." he whispered, his expression melted into something akin to a gentle breeze on a spring morning. They're my favorite kind of breezes. "Remember, focus on the words, in and out. Only breathing, it's just numbers."
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
In.
and
Out.
—*—
A few hours later, Venti made sure to give me the gentlest cuddles he could deliver. He stroked my hair. A few strands flowered through his fingers. "You've been strong for far too long," he smiled, like the world was whole. Even after I was as close as having an entire crisis over my past, present, and future.
His presence assured me that it wasn't too late to take the direction towards a change of heart. A journey wouldn't ever be easy. That's why hurdles were a part of it as much as the little progress you barely noticed. Both would be remembered, although one more than the other.
Which one it would be? In each story, it differs. With every decision and personal preference. I'll leave that opinion to you, witness of my life.
If someone does, well, yeah, maybe they will. After all, I documented most of my life down. It's kind of weird to think that I almost did it. It was almost done.. finished.
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