Can't lose you again ... (Jetra Fanfic ♡)(M! jesse and petra)

Roses (One shot)

The sun had begun to depart the blue skies, casting its brilliant red glow all across beacontown. The red was particularly darker and more bright on this special day. The colour of love had been painted all over the small town.

A lone leader walked through the streets, watching with sadness, the bright smiles and charming giggles.

Roses had bloomed on the green bushes. And shops had opened all around the alleys, selling all that a lover needs.

"Lovely night, right ?"

The dazed leader looked over his shoulder and saw a small stall. Looked like a bouquet Shop.

"Yes. It is"

"How about an exquisite bouquet for your loved one ? It is the perfect gift, I assure you."

Jesse sighed.

"My loved one is not with me on this evening"

The florist smiled.

"A broken heart I see, Come forth young lover, Hold this Black rose in your palms. Chant the name of the one you desire, Let Aphrodite hold the reins of your future. If This fragile beauty turns Red, your lover would come running, and fall into your arms. If it stays Black, then You will not see your maiden on the day of love"

Jesse wondered why the old guy always spoke that way.

"I already know what would happen"

He took into his hands a rose. Black as the darkest cave.

"Chant her name" Said the florist.

Jesse sighed. Ready, to be disappointed.

"Petra"

Even if he had no faith, his heart still expected.

The flower remained black.

Jesse closed his emerald eyes. He withdrew his hand.

"I knew it"

The florist looked at the man drenched in sadness

"Mayor Jesse-"

"No. Its alright....."

The young chief walked towards his temple.

The florist looked down at the rose. Just as he prepared to dispose it, It shined a dazzling Red. And soon it was as red as fire...The colour of her long flowing hair.

"Mayor Jesse!!" Yelled out the florist. But The heartbroken mayor had already left.

The florist looked over at the shining moon.

"May Aphrodite bless the young man"

A figure passed by, With great haste

The florist clutched the rose, with fear, yelled "Who goes there ? Show yourself"

Another breeze hit the man.

"I am not afraid to-"

He was cut short by a muffle.

"Would you quit blabbering? I am so tired of this!"

The florist whimpered

"Can someone be this foolish? Quit your crys. Its just me. Petra"

"Petra? What are you doing at a time such as this ? It is unsafe for a maiden of your age to be frolicking around the streets once Apollo begins his slumber."

The young girl tightened her grip around the man's

"Are you serious? I am no 'maiden' I am a warrior. And I am not scared of the night or of anyone. I mean. I am PETRA "

"If you say so. What had brought you here ?"

"I need a few supplies. It is a secret. That's why I am here. At this time."

"What is it that you need ?"

The girl pulled out a pouch with Gold coins.

"I need the best, most beautiful fragrant roses that you own."

The florist looked down at the rose he had been clutching.

"Petra, Take this rose. It is special."

The young women took it into her hands.

"What is so special about this puny rose ? It has a beautiful shade. But nothing That quite catches my eye"

He denied to reveal anymore information.

A while had passed, and Petra had gathered what she had been wanting.

She hurriedly but gracefully skipped to the Temple.

"Gods Bless These Young Lovers" Prayed the Florist.

Morning had arrived. The fragrance of Love had filled the town with beauty.

The city painted in Pink and Red, glowed with the morning sunlight

Love was in the air.

The mayor had woken up from his sleep, brushing his tear stained cheeks.

He walked the cold corridor of his temple. Love had thawed the ice of February all around the town. But it had left the temple. Cold and deserted.

Jesse heard his own footsteps, echo.

Broken, He opened the doors.
He expected to see the joyful lovers. Enjoying their time with their loved ones.
But, He was greeted with a crowd, all Staring at their leader.

Jesse was surprised. He wondered what could have happened. Was it another monster attack? Perhaps a bandit attack? Or the parrots had finally taken over the town.
His mind assumed the worst.

"What is going on?"

The crowd parted way in between, and a silhouette appeared.

It was a women. With Hair that looked like fire. Eyes, darker than the deepest part of the oceans and skin, paler than a pearl.
She wore a long laced white gown.
She held a Single rose and paced forward.

The young man had lost himself. His eyes gleamed with happiness. He shivered with joy.

Petra bent down, onto her knees.

"Jesse, will you....Marry me?"

Jesse was taken aback. He nodded his head.

She slipped the ring onto his sleek finger. And he returned the gesture.

The crowds yelled and applauded.

Jesse pulled her towards him.

"I wanted to propose to you"

She smiled.

"You were too late, I couldn't keep waiting"

They shared a long, pure and meaningful kiss.

"Oh! I Almost forgot!"

She placed the rose she had onto his hands

He gasped.

"Where did you find this ?"

"A certain florist gave it to me"

Jesse chuckled and waved to the old man

"I love you Petra"

"I love you too"

This was the most auspicious occasion in the history of beacontown. This day was treasured and tales of the lovers were told on and on for many generations. Love always wins.

Oh! And ofcourse. Jesse's twin sister and Lukas. Also had a good day.
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AN: Hola! HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MY LOVELIES! I AM HOPING YOU ALL HAVE A GREAT DAY WITH YOUR LOVED ONES....and...If you are anything like me....single. WELL! ENJOY THE DAY LOVING YOURSELF. AND. IF YOU ARE BORED! LUCKY YOU. I AM UPDATING MY SECOND BOOK AND ONE MORE ONE SHOT WILL BE POSTED TODAY!!!!