Galvanised [Nyx x Reader]

5.: The Impossible We

The more time Nyx spent with you, the more he decided that you were more than only interesting. After having you here for over a month, he had finally gotten to know you a little better. And you had started joining them on their notorious trips to the bar. You never drank that much alcohol, you said you knew you couldn't hold your liquor and preferred to still be in control of your actions. Nyx admired this - he had to admit - mature decision, he knew of many people a lot older than you who couldn't handle their consume and continually made fools out of themselves.

He noticed how, despite this attitude, you sometimes had enough drinks to start slurring lightly and laughing about many little details. Today was not one of those days, though, as you had already turned to drinking soda.

Right now, you were sitting opposite of him, absorbed in a conversation with Crowe, talking about strange phone charms. Crowe had just showed you hers, a small green monster from a video game series. He couldn't help but smile as you talked to Crowe enthusiastically, a huge grin stretched along your face, your eyes shining and your hands gesturing in excitement. Your smile did something to him. Whatever it was, it felt good, and he wanted to continue seeing you laugh, maybe even being the one making you do so. But he wasn't that close to you. Not yet.

Still, only seeing you in a good mood made his stomach tingle in delight. He liked seeing you being happy.

Thinking about it, he had to admit to himself that there were a lot of things that he liked about you.

For example, he admired the way you treated others. You had an earnest way of communicating, whether you were feeling fine, angry or even depressed, your authentic character made it visible. You didn't mask your emotions, but you also didn't push them onto anyone. You were just natural, and he liked that. Even if it meant that sometimes he noticed that you were not too fond of him. It was impossible to be liked by everyone, and it had never mattered to him what others thought. But with you, it was different. He couldn't explain why, but somehow your opinion was quite important to him.

Nyx sighed, he wanted you to acknowledge him more, to initiate conversations with him, to spend time with him. He would just have to try harder to find a common interest with you. Or to impress you.

Until now, nothing he had tried had worked. Whenever he had done his best to somehow make you aware how awesome and strong he was, you had either not noticed him, or you hadn't cared. It annoyed him slightly. Usually, it was not very difficult for him to get women to notice him, actually they tended to take interest in him, which sometimes even got slightly annoying, but you were different. You were not swept off your feet, not even after everything he had tried, even though he had saved your life the first time you had met. But maybe the fact that nothing seemed to work made you even more interesting to him.

So, when Cor had asked him to join the training tomorrow, he hadn't hesitated for even a second to accept. Maybe he could finally built up a better relationship with you. But he had to be careful during the fight, he told himself, since the last thing he wanted was to hurt you.

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God, he was so annoying. In the last few weeks you had noticed how, whenever he had come back from a mission, everybody had praised his glorious heroic deeds. It was like he lived for getting attention, like he didn't care what happened to him as long as he was deemed a hero by everybody else. You had heard how he jumped in front of others, risking himself alone and aiming only for self-satisfaction. He didn't care if he got hurt, he maybe wouldn't even care if he ended up dead one day. Not once did he think about how others felt about his self-destructive behaviour, about how Crowe and Libertus, who were so close to him, would suffer if he died. And people like that pissed you off.