My various short stories, thoughts and headcannons about Love and Deepspace.
I publish them first in my tumblr blog ( link in bio), then with some delay here as well.
A drabble that is part of my 1k follower celebration on my tumblr blog. Based on a prompt game.
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"Oh, we're playing that game now?" Rafayel whispers in that rumbling, deep tone that makes you melt instantly.
Usually.
But not now.
Not after he made you wait for a whole hour at the train station because he was wrapped up in one of his paintings.
You get it, you really do. When inspiration strikes him, he tends to forget everything, be it to eat or to sleep. But also you? That was a first.
And you're not even angry.
Disappointed. Yeah, that fits. Because you thought you were different.
Special.
But he forgot to pick you up.
And with an angry huff, you turn away your head to avoid the kiss he wanted to plant on your lips as part of his excuse. Instead, it landed on your cheek.
Your boyfriend whimpered at your denial and cradled you even closer to his chest.
He had pulled you into his lap a few minutes ago, trying to make up for his slip-up.
You know that.
But it still hurts.
It aches that he had forgotten. That you weren't as precious to him as you thought.
"Cutie..." he whispered, his head coming to rest on your shoulder. A desperate sigh ripples through his upper body and tugging at your heartstrings.
You can't stand seeing him like this. But the disappointment, the hurt also stings.
"I'm so sorry." Rafayel now lifts his head. "I know I messed up." big round eyes holding you hostage, the kind of boba eyes that made the blue and pink in his orbs swirl and nearly merge.
Oh, gawd... He really knows how to weaken your resolve.
"It won't happen again, I promise." Now he cupped your face in both of his hands. "You won't forgive me?"
You close your eyes for a moment, trying to gather your thoughts and feelings.
Are you still mad? Yes, kind of.
Disappointed? Yes.
Hurt? Yes.
But the rational part of your brain insists that he doesn't deserve to be tortured any longer. After all, he rushed to your side, broke some speed limits along the way that will result in some traffic tickets. And even managed to pick up some flowers to greet you with as soon as he noticed he had missed the time to meet you.
And with a long inhale and exhale of your breath you open your eyes again.
Rafayel hadn't moved, still watching you with those apologetic, desperate eyes as you would leave him right on the spot. And you couldn't stand it any longer.
Leaning in you closed the gap to kiss him tenderly on his pink plush lips despite being still hurt by his slip-up.
The Lemurian instantly relaxes into your form, sighing in relief as he feels you at his mouth.
"You're not off the hook, fishie. You owe me big time." you scold him lightly, pulling on one of the strands of his violet wavy hair as a warning.
"Hah." A strangled noise to the little pain as he answers you with a crooked smile and another tender kiss. "I'm aware, Cutie. Whatever you want. "I'll do it."
