Snow Villiers x [Reader]

Chapter 2

[Snow's POV]

I woke up from the comforting slumber, cuddling [Reader's name]. I must've crawled into bed last night! She was holding me, hugging my waist. Her warmth kept me from moving, but I felt her begin to stir. I felt my heart skip a beat as she yawned, but fell back asleep. I silently let out a sigh of relief. She blinked a couple times and looked at me.

"Did I wake you?" I sympathetically asked. She shook her head in response. I watched her adorable smile and she stretched. She sat up, looked over at the clock, and sighed. "I know, it's way past seven. But can't we be together just a bit longer?" I sighed and rolled over, denying that I had to go fight for N.O.R.A. without her.

"We could, but wouldn't that be frowned upon by Lebreau and Gadot?" She sadly replied and got up to look out the window. Her hair fell perfectly around her face, and she stood as if she was posing for a photo shoot. She was beautiful, in every way. Of course she wasn't perfect, no one was. "Let me come to work with you!" She turned and stubbornly stated.

"I can't. I couldn't live with myself if you got hurt, or worse..." I couldn't face the fact that she wanted to be there. She wouldn't let this go, especially if she thought she could prevent me from getting hurt. "Please, [Reader's name], don't put yourself in dangerous situations. What kind of hero would I be if I let you go into risky business?" I felt myself pleading.

[Reader's POV]

"Let me come to work with you!" I turned to look at him. I watched his expression shift from concern to fear or worry. I knew he would fight me through and through about it. I just wished I could help him, protect him. I didn't want to always be useless, just someone to save. He was my hero, but that couldn't stop me from helping, or at least shouldn't stop me from trying!

"I can't. I couldn't live with myself if you got hurt, or worse..." He sounded worried about me, especially since I would be putting myself through hell for him. "Please, [Reader's name], don't put yourself in dangerous situations. What kind of hero would I be if I let you go into risky business?" He whimpered.

"I just don't want to be useless! I can't stand the idea of you getting hurt...like somehow it would be my fault..." I looked away, feeling my thoughts race back. It would be my fault if he got hurt, defending me. He mattered the most to me as of now, considering I had just him; no family, no friends besides him, and I had nowhere else to go. He stood up, I hadn't noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt before now. I felt blood rush to my face in an instant.

"What? Can't handle seeing your hero shirtless?" He teased. I watched him move to me. "I don't want to put you in danger, because if my actions got you hurt, I'll never be able to forgive myself..." He whispered to me. He wrapped him arms around me and held me close. I felt him pull me closer, almost stumbling I put my arms up and they happened to land on his chiseled chest.

"I-...I'm s-sorry!" I squeaked. He was so well defined, and he was extremely warm. I relaxed enough to let my head fall, it rested on his chest, above my hands. He moved his right hand to pet my hair. Still holding me close, he began talking again.

"You, [Reader's name], have no reason to ever be sorry. I love being able to be this close to you, don't you?" He asked, with his signature wink that could make any girl melt. I blushed a bright red and looked away. Snow gave me a peculiar look, and began speaking again, "You seem like a girl who is very  ticklish." He shined his devilish grin as he began tickling me. I yelped with laughter and crumbled to the floor. Snow wouldn't stop for what seemed like hours but it was less than 5 minutes.

[Snow's POV]

"You, [Reader's name], have no reason to ever be sorry. I love being able to be this close to you, don't you?" I asked, with my signature wink. I could feel her melt in my arms, it was one of the best feeling. I gave her a peculiar look, and began speaking again, "You seem like a girl who is very ticklish." I shined my devilish grin as I began tickling me. She yelped with laughter and crumbled to the floor.

"No! Stop! Sn-Snow! Cut it out!" [Reader's name] squeaked. She was so adorable, and it almost impossible to keep tickling her. I stopped after a couple moments and she laid there, trying to catch her breath. "God, Snow. Don't, ever, tickle me again!" She laughed. I laid down next to her, watching her laugh and cover her face. I grinned, and watched how happy she looked. Anything she did was able to make me grin.

"God, you're just so beautiful..." I murmured under my breath. She was sitting there, no longer laughing but just silently smiling. "Please don't change how you are around me. I love how shy, but adorably assertive you are," I whispered loudly enough for her face to reveal the reaction.

"I-I...but Snow?" She gazed at me quizzically. I looked her in the eyes, lovingly. Somehow, we ended up kissing each other for quite some time. She wrapped her arms around my neck; I wrapped my left arm around her waist and my right hand ran through her hair. We were so close; we gasped for air after such a passionate kiss.

This was the girl I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. I needed her.

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