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(E/c) eyes slowly became accustomed to the room's dim lighting, they relentlessly darted back and forth beneath squinted lids. (Y/N) had tried to play a harmless prank on Cinder, and they thought the outcome was hilarious. However, Cinder disagreed.
That's how he ended up in the basement. He is not chained down, and the door is wide open. He knows not to take the bait. As soon as he crosses that threshold, bitter revenge would be upon him.
(Y/N) let out a frustrated groan. Atleast it was Cinder who decided his punishment. Salem would choose execution.
He slumped into a corner.
' I'll just wait this one out.' As minutes went by he began to get lost in his own thoughts.He feels pity for Cinder. Yes, she is a cruel, dominant, and often demanding woman- but she does not deserve the torture Salem puts her through. He wants to help her. He wants to hug her and tell her, "Everything will get better" when she makes her face of pain.
(Y/N) took in a gulp of air:
"I'm in love with her."
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Minutes ticked on into hours and Cinder began to worry. 'It was just a harmless prank.' She admitted to herself. 'Maybe I reacted to harshly. Maybe I'm... I'm turning into her.'
She shook her head furiously at the thought. Never would she be that creul.
Cinder got up from where she was seated and went to check on (Y/N).
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Upon arriving to the basement, Cinder was caught with a sight that she found adorable.
(Y/N) was curled up on the floor, his cheek making a small pudge as it rested against his arm. She smiled for a second at the sight, then brushed it off.
She knows she is in love with him, but she is afraid. Salem wants to cause her any and all the mental trauma that she possibly can. So, Cinder is not taking the risk of losing somebody she loves.
Cinder gave him a swift kick to the thigh. (Y/N) jumped up and let out a yelp.
"Have you ever heard of gentle persuasion!" He exclaimed while rubbing his bruising thigh. 'That was cruel.' He inwardly groaned.
"Have you ever heard of revenge?" Cinder drawled.
They shared a glare before making their way back up to ground level.
Half way up, Cinder' s heel snapped- as it had cracked when she kicked (Y/N)- and she flew backwards.
(Y/N) made an attempt to help, but only served as a cushion when they both hit the basement floor once again.
Cinder immediately got flustered. Her legs straddled his hips and their chests pressed together.
'I can feel her boobs.' (Y/N)'s face stayed looking at the ceiling, red as a tomato.
"I'm- I'll just.... You tell anyone about this and you are dead." Cinder regained her composure.
(Y/N) took a deep breath.
'Why not?'
In an instant, his lips were placed on hers.
Cinder let out a gasp, but did not pull away.
Once they separated, (Y/N) let out a triumphant, "I knew it!"
Cinder, for the first time in years, let her guard down. She began to laugh a genuine laugh.
Then, to (Y/N)'s surprise, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.
"Thank you."
____________________________________Okayyy. I think I made Cinder a little OOC, I tried not to but she has a really complex personality. Anyways I hope you enjoy. This was requested by @DracheRyuu I hope you enjoyed it!😁
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